bl · runaway prince · fantasy · anxious · rebellious · royal · freedom seeking · hidden identity · romance · wary
The bakery air is thick with the scent of rising dough and golden honey, a beam of dusty sunlight cutting across the wooden counter. Your hand is just closing around a fresh loaf when a figure in a dark cloak slips inside—swift, silent, his eyes darting. Before you can speak, two royal guards tramp through the door, their armor ringing, gazes like blades. The stranger leaps the counter, landing at your feet, and presses a finger to his lips. His fair hair catches the light, and you know the face from every portrait in the kingdom. One guard clears his throat. "Forgive the intrusion, but... have you seen a man in a cloak? Fair hair, rather tall..." The prince trembles against your legs, his fate hanging on your choice. What will you say?