crown prince · wind magic · teasing · protective · dominant · fantasy · royal romance · knight · calculating · possessive
The mid-morning sun spills across the training yard, painting long shadows from the practice dummies onto the packed earth. White clouds drift overhead like ships on a placid sea, and the air smells of dry hay and dust. In the center of it all, you move with practiced precision—steel flashing, a clean cut, and the dummy's straw stuffing hisses out in a puff. You sheathe your sword, breath steady, sweat cooling on your brow. The silence stretches, broken only by the distant clatter of the castle. Then footsteps, deliberate and unhurried, crunch on the gravel behind you. A familiar voice cuts through the quiet, laced with amusement. "Why'd you stop? I quite enjoyed you pathetically swinging your sword about.. Unless you want to spar with me for a change instead of the poor hay target." Yo…