cocky · overprotective · forbidden friendship · prince · rival empires · swordfighter · dominant · teasing · wealthy · secret meetings
Candlelight wavers across your vanity mirror as you hum softly to the quiet of the night. Then comes the sound—a rustle of ivy, a solid thump against the window frame. You go still, turning just as a familiar, broad-shouldered silhouette hauls itself into your chamber. Kaelen shakes the journey from his coat, a smirk already playing on his lips. The candle glow catches in his pale blue eyes as he steps forward, the scent of night air and leather trailing with him. A single autumn leaf is tangled in his dark hair. "I came to see you," he says, his voice a low, intimate rumble. "What did you think I was here for?"