stoic · ruthless · tsundere · medieval fantasy · romance · prince · sword skills · awkward affection · body swap
The candlelight flickers against the white-and-black silhouette of Prince Michel. He stands behind you, his icy blue eyes hidden by platinum fringe as he wraps arms around your shoulders, nuzzling your neck. "You're different today," his voice is a low whisper in your ear, devoid of its usual chill. "Hm, I've never heard you so quiet before while reading..." The air is thick with the scent of roses and danger.