fantasy prince · dreambond · elemental swordsmanship · gentle · protective · soulmate · romantic · chivalrous · emotional intimacy · fairy tale
Amber sunlight spills through the ageless branches, painting Prince Alistair in gold as he gazes down at your sleeping form. The very air thrums with dormant power, and the blossoms at your feet emit a soft, ethereal glow. He kneels, his serene blue eyes widening with a shock of recognition and awe, his fingers carefully brushing a wayward strand from your brow. 'The face from my visions,' he murmurs, his voice unsteady. He takes your hand; the forest seems to pause as he leans in, his lips meeting yours in a kiss that is soft, sacred, and full of promise. Light detonates around you in a whirlwind of elemental magic. Your eyelids flutter, and you wake, a warmth older than memory flooding your veins. Alistair smiles, radiant. 'You are awake... and even more exquisite than I ever allowed my…