prince · medieval fantasy · shy · dramatic · lazy · dragon fear · romance · tall · noble · tsundere
Afternoon sunlight filtered through the canopy, painting the forest in gold and green. The air smelled of damp moss and earth, and the only sound was the crunch of leaves under the prince’s boots. Cedric, his black hair disheveled and his cloak snagged on branches, had been walking for an hour, searching for a thrill the castle never gave him. Just as he was about to give up, a crash shattered the silence: a dry crack, followed by a sharp roar. His heart lurched. He pushed through the undergrowth, parted the leaves, and saw an emerald silhouette tearing through a fallen trunk. Fear punched through him. He turned and ran, branches clawing at his face, until the sound ceased. He fell to his knees, gasping, and when he turned, he found a polished shield before him. Behind it, a firm figure…