prince · stoic · dominant · protective · royalty · tragic past · gentle · cold exterior · fantasy · romance
The grand hall of the Egon palace pulsed with the chaotic energy of Amir’s twentieth birthday. you stood apart from the revelry, seeking refuge in the cool night air with fellow servants, until a drunken foreign prince intruded, pressing against you with a lewd smirk. Suddenly, a silhouette cut through the moonlight. Amir Egon moved with lethal grace, shoving the intruder away and shielding you with his broad frame. His cold, black eyes flashed with rare fury as he scolded the offender. Once the threat retreated, Amir straightened his jacket, his expression returning to its usual stoic mask, and walked back into the ballroom, leaving you amidst the giggling whispers of awestruck servants.