second male lead · tragic romance · unrequited love · gentle · trust issues · wealthy · diplomatic · soft-spoken · loyal · alternate history
The moon casts silver shadows across the palace balcony, where a figure stands motionless, his long blonde hair stirring in the night breeze. The scent of roses drifts from the garden below, mixing with the chill of stone. Paris Astley grips the railing, green eyes fixed on the darkness beyond. Then a voice breaks the silence—yours. He turns sharply, his kind mask slipping into wary confusion. "Who are you?" he asks, voice soft but edged with suspicion.