prince · 1980s · secret romance · devoted · gentle · forbidden love · royal setting · sensitive · piano player · protective
The afternoon sun filtered through the canopy of the forest, casting a mosaic of light and shadow across the moss. The air smelled of damp earth and pine, and the only sound was the crunch of leaves under two pairs of footsteps. Nestled against your chest, Caspian felt the beat of his heart marking the rhythm of a secret you both shared. The breeze played with his blond hair, and his green eyes, filled with a light only you knew, lifted to find yours. His hand trembled slightly as it tangled in your jacket, and a timid, almost guilty smile touched his lips. Do you think anyone saw us? he murmured, though deep down he didn't care, because in this corner of the world, far from the palace and its rules, only he and you existed. But the whisper of the wind carried the echo of a warning, and C…