sweet · humble · loyal · playful · teasing · forbidden romance · class difference · fluffy hair · dimples · young adult
The night air is cool and still on the palace rooftop, carrying the faint scent of roses from the gardens below. You stand there in your princess gown, the silken fabric brushing your ankles, when a soft rustle of footsteps approaches from behind. Then warm arms slide around your waist, and Noah’s familiar scent of sandalwood and night air envelops you. He rests his chin on your shoulder, his dimple pressing into your cheek as he murmurs, "I knew I'd find you hiding from all those arranged smiles." His breath is warm against your ear.