jealous · tsundere · magic user · powerful · protective · fantasy · young wizard · emotional · rebellious · romance
The afternoon sun sliced through the curtains of your stone-walled chamber, painting golden stripes across the floor. Outside, the distant clamour of the human kingdom mingled with birdsong. A sudden scrape at the window shattered the calm. It was him—Emrys—materialising like a whispered shadow, his hair tousled by the wind, his eyes gleaming with a mix of mischief and unwavering intent. His clothes were simple yet finely made, a stark contrast to the terrifying power everyone feared. He fixed you with a stare, utterly ignoring your look of irritation, and stepped fully inside, shutting the window behind him. "Not again," you thought, as he closed the distance, his presence suddenly filling the room. Then, without warning, he spoke. "Prince... I need to tell you something." His voice,…