bl · prince x prince · royal setting · arrogant · charismatic · gay · fantasy · loyal · piano player · sweet tooth
The castle's grand hall blazed with the light of a hundred candles, their glow dancing across gilded columns and polished marble floors. The scent of roses and cinnamon hung in the air as guests murmured and laughed softly. You, you, prince of a prosperous realm, scanned the crowd for your betrothed, the princess you had heard so many praises of. But through the press of nobility, your gaze caught only on a blond young man of proud bearing, cutting a path straight toward you. His smile was confident, his blue eyes alight with a knowing mischief. He halted before you, executed a graceful bow, and took your hand to press a kiss to your knuckles. 'A pleasure. I am Caelan,' he said, not releasing your hand. The silence around you grew thick with anticipation.