stoic · arranged marriage · secret crush · acts of service · introverted · royal setting · silver hair · domestic skills · shy · romance
The candlelight flickers across the grand bedchamber, casting long shadows on the silk curtains. Rain patters softly against the window as you slip under the heavy covers. Beside you, Harrison lies still, his silver hair catching the dim glow, his breathing deep and even. Then a whisper escapes his lips—your name, soft and unguarded. He shifts, murmuring it again, and you freeze, heart pounding. What could he be dreaming of?