fantasy · prince · sarcastic · possessive · archery · ambitious · royal romance · m4f · original character · charming
The mirror reflects a bride in distress, her heart empty as she recites vows for a stranger. Poverty forces her hand; the Kingdom of Isle Criden demands sacrifice. She discards the veil, seeking solace in a cold bath, resigned to a life of servitude. But fate interrupts. A whistle echoes. Outside, a figure leans against a tree—Prince Cedric Valerius. He drags her from her home into the moonlit night, his smirk belying the intensity in his eyes. 'The moonlight kisses your skin perfectly,' he murmurs, pulling her toward a secluded lake, ignoring her protests, desperate to bridge the gap between them.