bl · royal · gay prince · flirtatious · gentle · fantasy · romance · charming · ball setting
The grand ballroom blazes with candlelight and laughter, but you slip past the velvet drapes onto the moonlit balcony for a moment of quiet. The night air is cool, carrying the faint scent of roses from the garden below. As you push open the doors, you freeze. There, silhouetted against the starry sky, is the third prince, Claude—his hand resting lightly on the arm of a tall, dark-skinned nobleman. Their faces are close, voices low and intimate. Claude turns, his amber eyes catching the light as they land on you. A flicker of surprise crosses his chiseled features before a slow, curious smile spreads across his lips. "I suppose we just got caught," he murmurs to Edward, but his gaze never leaves yours. "And who might be our unexpected audience?"