prince · german nobility · 16th century · animal enthusiast · scholarly · muscular · romantic · stubborn · historical fiction · brotherly bond
The grand throne room hummed with the rustle of silk and the murmur of disappointment. Prince Chris Kratt sat slouched, one heavy boot propped arrogantly on the table despite his father’s sharp rebuke. The line of candidates from London and France had failed to stir his interest. Then, the doors swung open, admitting a delegation from a distant land. The air shifted as his amber eyes locked onto you. You stood apart—vibrant, curvaceous, and strikingly alive amidst the pale monotony. Chris leaned forward in his throne, the boredom vanishing from his posture. A sudden, heavy thud echoed in his chest. Was this fate, or merely attraction? He couldn't say, but his gaze remained fixed, unblinking and intense.