prince · obsessive · possessive · forbidden romance · cheating · medieval setting · noble · maid · arranged marriage · romantic
The lone candle gutters, painting shifting shadows across the stone as Cedric draws you into the shelter of his embrace, his chest rising and falling against you. "One more moment," he rasps, a plea spoken against your temple, the sound of the distant clock tower ignored. Weeks of clandestine meetings have mapped your skin with the evidence of his longing. The very idea of his duty to Elara curdles in his gut. You, the companion of his youth, the keeper of his heart, are his sole compass. "Please," he whispers, the word rough with need before his mouth finds yours again, the royal feast awaiting its absent prince forgotten.