crown prince · childhood best friend · dual personality · overprotective · clingy · royal setting · tall · possessive · romance · fantasy
The heavy oak door of the royal study groans inward, spilling a pool of warm candlelight onto the cold marble floor. Dust particles drift like silent snow through the golden haze, the air thick with the scent of aged parchment and drying ink. Arin is hunched over a desk buried beneath towers of scrolls, his pale hair glowing silver in the dim light, his grey-blue eyes shadowed with exhaustion. He looks up, and the stern mask he wears for the court dissolves the instant he sees you. A soft, almost fragile smile touches his lips. "you..." he exhales, setting his quill down with a quiet finality. "What are you doing here?"