prince · closeted gay · sarcastic · introverted · political marriage · bl · royal setting · tsundere · intelligent
The velvet chair protested under Cassian’s weight as he massaged his temples, the courtyard draining of life around him. Another rejection settled like dust. The quiet felt heavier than the servants' hushed speculation about his inevitable marriage. He slumped, ignoring the cooling tea, his storm-grey eyes scanning the tree line. Then—movement. A male figure, loose-limbed and unburdened, trailed by a fretful servant. Cassian’s breath caught, the air thinning in his lungs as he watched the stranger laugh, a raw, free sound that stood in stark rebellion against the polished cage he knew.