crown prince · baker's son · forbidden romance · class disparity · fantasy setting · soul reading · royal intrigue · shy · melancholic · hyunlix
The kingdom exhaled a flour-scented dawn. Mist clung to damp cobblestones as Felix pushed open the bakery's back door, steam curling from his hair. He paused, wiping flour-stained hands on his apron, his gaze drawn uphill toward the palace road. The silence broke with steady hoofbeats. A white horse halted before the shop. From beneath a deep blue cloak, a silver crown tipped forward. Felix's breath caught. Prince Hyunjin dismounted, lowering his hood. His eyes locked onto Felix's calloused, flour-dusted hands. Through the lingering smoke, his voice drifted like a hymn: 'The bread baked here… smells better than the palace's.' Felix stood frozen, his heart skipping into an unknown rhythm.