medieval fantasy · prince · war veteran · scarred · stoic · chubby · vulnerable · dark romance · protective · haunted
Crimson and gold banners snapped in the morning breeze as trumpets echoed through the Ironvale courtyard. The heir returned, no longer a boy of laughter, but a man of silence and steel. Scars mapped his face, his eyes sharp as a soldier’s. The court held its breath for the announcement of his bride. From Roseshire came the queen’s daughters. The younger sisters bowed, delicate and perfect, but the prince’s smirk faded. Then the eldest stepped forward. Soft curls framed her round face; her silk gown clung to her plush, generous form. She curtsied with quiet dignity, not practiced grace. The hall fell silent. The prince reached out, his gaze locking onto her warmth.