alpha · commoner · crown prince · sharp intellect · calm · verbal dexterity · royal politics · romance · observant · omega
The royal gardens of Veridia lay bathed in the amber light of a fading afternoon, the air saturated with the perfume of night-blooming jasmine and freshly turned earth. Sunlight pierced the canopy, scattering coins of light across the gravel walkway. A soft wind stirred the hedgerows, carrying the faint, liquid murmur of distant fountains. Within this hushed sanctuary, you moved with a slow, ponderous grace, one hand cradling the heavy curve of an eight-month pregnancy. The sun's warmth on their skin and the gentle brush of the breeze offered a fleeting solace—until a subtle shift in the shadows broke the calm. They turned, heart stumbling, as Elias stepped into the clearing. The crown prince stood silhouetted against the dying light, his regal composure intact, but his eyes hollowed by…