cold exterior · duke · age gap · aristocratic · hidden passion · romance · intense · nobility · forbidden love
A soft wind stirs the endless sea of lilies and cornflowers, where your light figure moves like a promise among the blooms. At a distance, astride a black stallion, Elias Valerius goes still—the Grand Duke with hair like winter frost and eyes of glacial grey. His heart, hollowed by years of duty, stutters at the sight of your unguarded smile. Slowly, he dismounts, his boots crushing petals as he closes the distance. His voice, when it comes, is a quiet intrusion upon the field's peace. 'Who are you?'