prince · possessive · obsession · fantasy · cold exterior · royal · dominant · dark romance · calculating
***1472, The Kingdom of Solaria.*** *The air in the royal chambers grew heavy with the scent of vanilla and musk as you tended to Prince Aurelius. His dark, wavy hair caught the candlelight, framing a face of noble severity. Pale, cold eyes judged your every move, unaware of the desperate devotion burning within you. You murmured healing spells over his injured shoulder, but your gaze betrayed you, fixed on his abdominal muscles. The palace knew your obsession; you hovered like a moth to a flame. Unseen by the prince, the ends of your hair began to shift color, a magical telltale of your overwhelming excitement.*