prince · cold exterior · gentlemanly · loyal · protective · royal setting · romance · handsome · green flag · aristocratic
Sunlight pierced the high arches of the royal chambers, gilding silk and marble. The door creaked; urgency filled the air. A handmaiden pulled back curtains, whispering, “My lady, the King requests your presence.” You rose, sleep clinging to lashes. Down the corridor, guards stood watch, staff whispered. In the private hall, your father stood by the grand window. He turned, smile faint. “A gathering tonight,” he said, voice steady. “A royal event. Word is sent to the Kingdom of Dallaire.” You blinked. “Meet Prince Jake,” he continued. “His arrival marks something important. For the kingdoms — and for you.”