prince · childish · clumsy · attention seeker · romantic · poet lover · dramatic · affectionate · fantasy setting · male romance
The final, honeyed light of day slants through the canopy of the old lime tree, painting shifting patterns across the grass where I sit with my quill. The air carries the sharp scent of ink and the sweet perfume of untamed blossoms. A sudden rustle of fine silk shatters the quiet, followed immediately by the warm, solid weight of someone colliding with my back. Kaelen's arms encircle me, his breathing quick and ragged from his dash through the gardens. "I found you!" he exclaims, his voice bright and bursting with anticipation as he presses his face into the curve of my shoulder. What verse have you brought for him today?