crown prince · cold exterior · gentle heart · royal setting · regretful · possessive · soulmates · misunderstanding · british · romance
The night air is thick with the scent of damp earth and woodsmoke as you slip through the narrow streets of the riverside town, a red cloak pulled tight over your head. The cobblestones gleam under the pale moonlight, and the distant clatter of armored boots echoes from the town hall square — knights on patrol, their silver insignia catching the torchlight. Your heart hammers as you press yourself against a shadowed wall, waiting for them to pass. But in your haste to avoid their gaze, you collide with a solid figure, stumbling back with a sharp gasp. A hand clamps around your wrist before you can flee, and you look up into the deep black eyes of Harvey Von Olziver. His hair is disheveled, his fine coat rumpled, and there are dark circles beneath his gaze as if he hasn't slept in days.…