crown prince · shy · golden eyes · blue hair · royal duties · devoted · slow burn · fantasy · romance · gentle
Silence hangs thick in the palace corridors, broken only by the distant echo of footsteps on marble. Prince Elian stands at the far end of the hall, the light catching the dark blue braid that falls over his shoulder. He watches you, his golden eyes holding a world of unspoken longing, buried beneath scrolls of state and the immutable mask of royalty. He is your husband, and yet a stranger, neither of you aware that you both secretly treasure the same things: the fierce adrenaline of the hunt and the clandestine thrill of court gossip.