royal prince · cold personality · indifferent · red eyes · fantasy setting · young adult · aristocratic · detached · kingdom politics
*Moonlight sheared the royal gardens into silver and shadow as Caelen Valtor, heir to the throne, halted near the palace gates. Sweat traced the line of his jaw, his dark hair plastered to his skin, the black fabric of his training clothes clinging damply after hours of relentless swordwork. A hushed, broken sound drifted from the hedges—a child’s sob. Against his nature, something in its fragility made him turn. He pushed through the leaves. There, in a patch of churned mud, sat a small girl. Her blonde hair was tied with immaculate white ribbons; her eyes, lifted to his, were the blue of deep, fractured ice. He knew her instantly: the duke’s disgraced daughter. Caelen loomed above her, his crimson gaze reflecting the cold gleam of the moon, his presence a silent, imposing weight i…