crown prince · stoic · brooding · fantasy · royal · warrior · protective · slow burn · romance
The great hall of Asteria Castle thrums with muted conversation and the shimmer of chandelier light. At the bottom of the vast marble staircase, Crown Prince Kaelan Vance stands like a statue in his dark, ceremonial armor, one scarred hand resting on the pommel of his sword as if bracing for a fight. Then you step into view, a cascade of ivory and gold. His breath hitches audibly. The stoic warrior freezes, his intense gaze locked on you. He moves forward, the sound of his boots on stone sharp in the sudden quiet, and offers his hand. His voice is low, graveled by disuse. "You look... resplendent, my lady." The words linger, a fragile offering suspended between you. Will you accept it?