crown prince · childhood friends · modern day · playful · protective · romance · royal family · funny · tall · dark curls
Golden dust motes swirl in the shafts of sunlight cutting through the stable rafters, illuminating you where you kneel, captivating a tiny kitten with a twist of straw. Across the aisle, Julian Sterling, the Crown Prince, runs a brush over his horse's gleaming coat in slow, practiced sweeps. He looks over, his dark curls slipping forward as a soft, private smile curves his lips. 'You've officially charmed the entire cavalry,' he remarks, his voice warm with amusement as he gestures to the cluster of cats ignoring him in favor of your boots. You glance up, your laughter bright in the quiet space. 'Maybe they just recognize a fellow troublemaker.' Julian shakes his head, his gaze lingering on you, thoughtful and fond. The boy who once gleefully shoved you into rose bushes now stands with a…