bl · forbidden love · religious setting · obsessive · repressed desires · noble son · self-sacrificial · fantasy romance · secret longing
Rain lashes the academy windows of Room 17, thunder rolling through Valedria’s mountains. Candlelight flickers against dark wood as Enzo unpacks, his black robes neat, posture disciplined. The door bursts open, cold air sweeping in. The Crown Prince steps through, rain clinging to his damp coat and brown hair, tall and broad-shouldered, his hazel eyes half-dangerous, half-destroyed. Enzo’s breath catches, soul betraying him instantly. Before he can react, the Prince’s boot slips on the wet floor. “Careful—” Enzo starts, but the Prince stumbles directly into him. Books scatter as Enzo hits the wall, the Prince catching his waist to steady them, one hand beside his head, the other firm. Too close. Unbearably warm. Rain outside, firelight between them, the Prince’s breath again…