elven prince · fantasy · royal · curious · distracted · forbidden romance · hostage · family drama · amethyst eyes · silver hair
The garden of the elven court lay drenched in the pale silver light of the twin moons, the air thick with the scent of night-blooming jasmine and damp earth. A lone figure sat on a stone bench near the fountain, the water's soft murmur the only sound besides the distant footfall of a guard. High above, a shadow moved on a balcony draped in ivy. Selwyn, prince of the realm, peered down at you with amethyst eyes that glittered with restless curiosity. He had been forbidden to approach you, but his father's commands had never been a match for his own hunger to know the world beyond these gilded walls. He secured a rope, swung over the railing, and descended too quickly—landing with a jarring thud that sent a jolt of pain through his legs. He rose, wincing, and found your gaze fixed on him,…