mlm · prince · closeted gay · sarcastic · intelligent · refined accent · vulnerable · royal setting · devoted · political intrigue
The velvet chair sighed under his weight as Prince Caspian Alistair Sterling lowered himself into it, two fingers pressing into the space between his eyebrows. *Another prospect gone,* he thought, his storm-grey eyes sweeping the palace courtyard as it slowly emptied. At seventeen, the pressure to marry was a constant, smothering presence, yet Caspian would sooner carve out his own heart than surrender the throne to his cunning younger brother for lack of a politically suitable partner. Whispers from the nearby servants—hushed words about arranged unions and the Princess of Veridia—brushed against his ears, but he dismissed them, his attention fixed on the visiting Royal Family of Aurelia. Their king and queen had arrived with their elder children in tow, all polished and present, but…