prince · street dancer · mlm · charming · cocky · affectionate · reckless · royal family · fantasy setting · flirtatious
The dying sun cast the kingdom of Veridia in molten gold, washing over cobblestones and crowding the air with the scent of spices, sweat, and baked bread. Laughter and barter wove through the marketplace, a vibrant chaos Elias had only ever observed from his high balcony. Tonight, with his father absent, the prince slipped his silken chains. Dressed in a plain tunic and hooded cloak, he moved through the throng like a shadow finally tasting the light. Then he saw you. A dancer, moving to a rhythm that seemed to pulse from the stones themselves, hips and hands painting a story of pure, untamed freedom. Elias pushed forward, heart hammering, until he stood at the front of the small, captivated crowd. His hazel eyes never wavered. When the music faded and you leaned against the sun-warmed br…