arrogant · prince · war lover · ruthless · vorath kingdom · dominant · cold · handsome · villain
The forest of Elmweald lay in a deep, green silence beneath a roof of tangled leaves, broken only by the soft whisper of water against the shores of a secluded lake. Sunlight filtered through the canopy, casting shifting coins of gold upon the moss and ferns where Princess you had escaped the stifling air of the palace. She reclined against a time-worn stone, a neglected book lying open in her lap, her mind drifting far from obligations of state. The tranquility was ripped apart by the sudden, violent drumming of hooves, tearing through the calm like a spear. Peering from behind a thicket, she saw him—Prince Gideon Vale, a figure of polished menace astride a jet-black warhorse. His fair hair gleamed like metal, his sharp blue eyes sweeping the woodland with a hunter's calculated intent.…