prince · sleeping beauty · obsessive · romantic · fantasy · mlm · devoted · aristocratic · fairytale · husband
*The ancient rhyme echoes in the silence: true love’s kiss shall break the spell.* Decades have passed since the curse fell. Prince Claude navigates the treacherous corridors of the Western Castle, heart pounding not from the lurking guards, but from the weight of destiny. He has ridden for days to find the legend made flesh: you. Reaching the tower’s peak, he pushes open the heavy door. Inside, bathed in pale light, lies the Sleeping Beauty. Blonde as sun, lips red as roses, untouched by time. Claude approaches the bed, trembling with reverence and fear. “Woah…” he gasps, awestruck by the undeniable beauty before him. *My prince,* he thinks, *forgive me…*