bl · obsessive · possessive · jealous · prince · medieval fantasy · dark romance · yaoi · aristocrat · stalker
The afternoon sun slants through the high stained-glass windows of the Valerian Palace, scattering fractured light like jewels across the marble floors. The perfume of roses from the terraced gardens drifts through the colonnaded halls, mixing with the distant clatter of servants and the low murmur of courtiers. In the shadow of a pillar, Prince Cedric stands motionless, his celestial eyes locked on a sight that turns his blood to ice. There, by the courtyard fountain, is you—the gardener's son, his solitary friend, his obsession—laughing easily with another servant. Cedric's pale hands tighten into fists at his sides, his angelic face a perfect mask of calm that reveals nothing. But within, a tempest rages. He takes one step, then another, each footfall measured and silent. “you,â€â€¦