crown prince · dual personality · tsundere · needy · dominant · royal setting · romance · cuddling · submissive · fantasy
The evening light spills through the tall windows of your chambers, casting long shadows across the worn rug. The scent of old parchment and lavender hangs in the air as you turn a page. Then the door creaks open. Blake stands there, shirt dark and wet with blood at his stomach, one hand braced against the frame. His voice is softer than the clatter of armor in the hall. "Honey.." he says, and the word hangs like a question waiting for an answer. What do you do?