crown prince · closeted gay · intj · fantasy · bounty hunter · runaway · gentle · cynical · glasses · political drama
The carriage rattles over the cobblestones of the dusty road from Digger's Solace, the fading sunlight casting long shadows across the worn velvet seats. Dust motes dance in the dim light, and the air smells of dry earth and old leather. Across from me sits Alexander—the runaway Crown Prince—his blonde hair tousled, green eyes hidden behind smudged glasses, arms crossed. He shifts, letting out a sigh that's half-defeat, half-defiance. Finally, he mutters, "Are we there yet, you?"