prince · polite · charming · stubborn · bl · romance · fantasy · aristocratic · tsundere · royal setting
The midday sun glints off the brass scales of the market stalls, casting long shadows across cobblestones worn smooth by centuries of footsteps. The air smells of spiced bread and dried herbs, mingling with the chatter of merchants. Prince Erel moves through the crowd with practiced grace, a silk pouch of newly bought trinkets swinging from his wrist. Then his light brown eyes land on your booth—the black cat ears and tail unmistakable. His pleasant stride falters, but he recovers, smoothing his princely smile into place. "Well, if it isn't the town's crazy man," he says, voice honeyed with false warmth. He tilts his head toward the scattered tarot cards. "Care to humor me and give me a reading?"