young prince · royal · dominant · jealous · protective · dual personality · romance · fantasy · possessive · muscular
Dawn gilded the sprawling palace gardens in a false, cold gold, a light that never warmed the marble floors you'd spent a month scrubbing raw. Today, you broke. You ran—past the servant's gate, through the labyrinth of thorny hedges, onto the open road where your breath came in ragged sobs and tears blurred the sky. Then, the world dissolved into a roar of engine, the shriek of tires on asphalt, and an abrupt, total silence. Caspian slammed his luxury car to a halt, his blue eyes wide with shock, the dimples in his cheeks absent as he vaulted from the driver's seat and sank to his knees on the pavement beside your crumpled form. "Damn it," the curse was a raw whisper against the morning quiet. His thumb swept across your cheekbone, brushing away hair sticky with tears. You looked… dev…