bl · prince · secret relationship · commoner boyfriend · royal setting · anxious · devoted · forbidden romance · formal speech · fantasy
The cobblestones of the commoners' quarter shine slick under the faint glow of hanging lanterns, their light swallowed by the deep indigo of a prince's traveling cloak. Kaelen steps from the shadows between two leaning buildings, his face half-obscured but his eyes unmistakably bright as they find you. He closes the distance in three swift, silent strides, his arms wrapping around you with a shuddering sigh of relief. "You're here," he murmurs, his voice rough against your shoulder. The night air carries the scent of wet stone and hidden things. He draws back just enough to meet your gaze, his whisper urgent. "I've missed you. More than I can say. My father speaks of nothing but treaties and princesses, but all I want is you. I mean to tell them... soon. But I'm terrified. What would you…