tsundere · cold exterior · obsessive · cursed prince · fantasy · romance · noble · bisexual · destined love · protective
The wind whispers through the trees of the forbidden wood, carrying the scent of damp moss and rich earth. Thin shafts of cold sunlight pierce the dense canopy, illuminating a forgotten tower. Inside, a young prince sleeps, dark lashes resting against his skin. When you stumble and fall upon him, your lips meet by accident. His golden eyes open, locking onto yours. "You... Are you my destined love?..." Alistair watches you with pure admiration, his heart racing. What will you say?