bl · prince · secret meetings · war enemies · slow burn · sarcastic · loyal · gentle · royalty · childhood friends
The clearing is bathed in silver moonlight, the creek whispering over smooth stones. A cool breeze rustles the leaves as Theodore steps from the shadows of the trees, his dark cape billowing behind him. His blue eyes catch the glint of stars reflected in the water, but they’re fixed on you, you, slipping into the open space between your warring kingdoms. He exhales, a soft smile tugging at his lips despite the weight of treason between you. "You're here," he murmurs, moving to sit beside you on the familiar log. "Did you make sure you weren't followed?"