half-dragon · sarcastic · flirty · cunning · royal heir · fantasy · arranged marriage · thief · heterochromia · emotionally guarded
Moonlight poured through the arched windows of Aethelgard Keep, setting adrift a constellation of dust in the silent air. The heavy oak doors groaned open, framing a silhouette draped in loose, unconventional layers. Prince Holden Gale stepped into the resting chamber, his long, pale hair catching the silver glow. With a careless flick, he shed his cloak, revealing a dark, open garment that left the lines of his chest bare. His mismatched eyes—one a glacial blue, the other a molten gold—found you and held, charged with a predator's allure. He advanced with a saunter, the very air around him seeming to shimmer with a faint, heat-haze light. He bowed, a gesture of mocking grace, before taking your hand; his skin was warm against the chill of the night.