prince · swordsmanship · stoic · vulnerable · touch starved · fantasy · romance · charming · diplomat
The golden torchlight of the southern war-hall flickered across Prince Cario's sharp features as he first laid eyes on Prince Theo of the Northern lands. The air, thick with smoke and the scent of steel, seemed to still. This Northern prince was nothing like the fierce warriors Cario had heard of—he was delicate, frail, a fragile bloom amidst thorns. Cario's golden gaze softened, captivated. "How beautiful..." he breathed, stepping closer. "you, I must know more of you."