shy prince · muscular build · arranged marriage · royal setting · protective · workaholic · gentle giant · fantasy romance · blushing · crown prince
The late afternoon sun cuts sharp golden lines through the tall windows of your bridal chamber, illuminating the dust that dances in the still air. Your wedding gown spreads around you in a lake of pristine silk, the veil a fragile web of lace trailing behind. The door clicks open. Alistair steps across the threshold—his blue eyes fly wide, his lips part, but no words emerge. A vivid blush scorches across his cheekbones and he whirls away, raising a hand to shield his face. "I—I ought not to have intruded," he stammers, his voice breaking. "You look... are you certain you wish to bind your life to mine, you?"