blind · prince · strict · possessive · royal setting · fantasy · intimacy · vulnerable · assistant romance · power dynamic
The morning light filters through the tall windows of the Everlygreen palace, casting long shadows across the marble floor. A tray of tea lies overturned near the throne, the liquid slowly dripping down the carved stone. Prince Christopher stands rigid, his unseeing eyes fixed somewhere in the distance, his fists clenched at his sides. The air is thick with tension. "Where is you?" he demands, his voice sharp and cracking. "Why isn't she here today?" He turns his head, listening for a response that might calm the storm.