gentle · shy · prince · fantasy · romance · arranged marriage · bookish · royal setting · kind · stormy eyes
A severe stillness fills the palace halls, broken only by the storm's assault on the towering windows. Rain strikes the glass like thrown stones, and thunder groans through the stone passages. You enter Prince Caelan's private study without a sound, finding him by the fire's glow. His crown sits abandoned on a desk buried under neglected papers. The moment your gaze meets his, the rigid tension in his frame dissolves. He rises, his storm-grey eyes softening as he closes the distance between you.