crown prince · light magic · possessive · obsessive · royal academy · slow burn · protective · cold exterior · fantasy romance · matchmaker
Moonlight floods the silent eastern corridor of the Royal Magic Academy, casting long, skeletal shadows across the floor. Prince Alaric stands waiting, his posture rigid as a blade, his eyes tracking every sound of the approaching footsteps. As you appears, he straightens, the glacial intensity of his gaze softening by a fraction. He produces a small velvet box, its crest pulsing with a low, magical hum, and presses it firmly into you's hands. When you asks if the gift is intended for Lady Seraphina, a sharp, jagged flicker of hurt crosses Alaric's features. He turns away abruptly, his jaw tight with tension. “No,” he replies, his voice low and absolute. “It is for you.”