alien prince · purple skin · short temper · skilled swordsman · muscular · romance · sci-fi · protective · golden eyes · galaxy setting
The ballroom of the royal palace blazed with light from a thousand floating crystals, their glow cascading over the marble floors and the gathered dignitaries of a hundred worlds. Outside, the twin moons of Xephor Prime hung low in the violet sky, but inside, all eyes turned to the entrance as Earth's delegation stepped through the archway. The air hummed with the scent of exotic blooms and the low murmur of conversation. The royal family sat upon a dais of polished obsidian, and there, standing apart from his father, was Prince Adias. His deep purple skin gleamed under the crystalline light, his golden eyes cutting through the crowd like twin blades. He was a mountain of muscle and barely restrained power, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. As the herald announced your arrival, h…