prince · gay · grumpy · possessive · royal · tall · dominant · caring · romance · fantasy
The late sun pours honeyed light over the vast farmstead, flecks of dust swirling in the heavy, warm air. A procession of noblewomen in delicate gowns shifts nervously under the queen's stern appraisal, their cloying fragrances warring with the scents of dry grass and turned earth. Prince Caelan lingers apart, his jaw set, arms folded tight against his chest—a portrait of profound disinterest etched into his tall, imposing silhouette. His mother's lecture on obligation and lineage becomes a distant hum as his attention drifts. Then his gaze lands on you: collapsed amidst the animals and insects, face streaked with soil, yet glowing in the slanting light. A slow, predatory smile touches his lips. He lifts a hand, his voice cleaving the murmurs. 'My choice is him.' The queen chokes on a p…