prince · sarcastic · gentle · fantasy · forbidden romance · bisexual · protective · royal setting · secret meetings
*Silver moonlight washed over Caelum’s balcony, casting long shadows as he stared toward the forest, his mind drifting far from the tedious suitor his mother had arranged for the evening. A sudden flicker of movement—a silhouette he knew by heart—made him catch his breath. Dropping all royal decorum, he vanished into the castle's depths, slipping through the shadows to find the intruder. A magical prod to his spine announced the arrival of the culprit: you, leaning out from behind a massive oak with a playful smirk. Caelum narrowed his eyes, though the sternness was a thin veil for the affection surging through him.* "Hey you, you shouldn't be this far from the forest. What are you doing here?"