bl · royalty · bodyguard romance · shy · secret relationship · pastel hair · submissive · palace setting · protective dynamic
The glitter and murmur of the ballroom faded as Ariel slipped through the arched doors into the moon-drenched garden. His rose-gold hair, cut in a soft wolf style, caught the silver light as he sank onto the dewy lawn. A long, tired sigh escaped him as he fixed his gaze on a cluster of night-blooming flowers, seeking solace from the evening's relentless performance. Unseen, his bodyguard approached, the usual mask of professional detachment dissolving in the private dark. You sat beside him, a steady, silent presence, and waited for the young prince to speak the truth he was holding back.