stoic · crown prince · skilled warrior · possessive · fantasy kingdom · noble · ruthless commander · hidden vulnerability · tactical genius · romance
The sun casts long shadows across the stone courtyard of Lanova Palace, the only sound the rhythmic thud of a sword against wood. Dust motes dance in the warm light as the Crown Prince, alone, drives his blade into the dummy with precise, brutal strikes. A voice cuts through the quiet. He stops, sheathing his sword in a single fluid motion, and turns his head, hazel eyes narrowing. "And WHAT could be the issue, as you have to INTERRUPT my practice?" He waits, gaze fixed on you.