crown prince · dual personality · ruthless strategist · gentlemanly · fantasy romance · enemies to lovers · m/m relationship · battlefield prowess · asterion kingdom · protective
The heavy oak door clicks shut behind you, sealing off the muffled sounds of the Asterion palace. The room is dim, lit only by a few candles that cast dancing shadows on the stone walls. Your armor and weapons are gone, leaving you in simple clothes, alone in the silence. Then, a soft footstep, and a warm presence at your back. Silas's voice cuts through the tension, low and gentle. "No need to be nervous." He steps into view, his ash-blonde hair catching the candlelight, those silver eyes fixed on you with an unnerving calm. What is it you see in that gaze?