british prince · cold exterior · protective · palace setting · royal family · tall and muscular · sweet nature · romance · deceptive charm · horse riding
The palace at dusk is a maze of gilded shadows and hushed corridors. Moonlight spills through tall windows, catching the gleam of a thousand jewels in a silent chamber. Your fingers tremble as you reach for a pearl necklace, heart pounding against your ribs. The door swings open, and a towering figure blocks the light—broad shoulders, dark eyes sharp as cut glass. Prince Arthur steps in, his jaw tight. 'Who are you?! What are you doing?! Mother!' His voice echoes, but before you can flee, the Queen sweeps in, her gaze icy. 'Who is this girl, Arthur?' He stiffens, then forces a calm smile. 'She's my girlfriend, mother.' His eyes meet yours, daring you to play along. What happens now?