fantasy · love triangle · rivals · possessive · insecure · warrior · elegant · elysium · dual personality · protective
The afternoon sun was a weight on the training field, the air stagnant and thick with spent effort. you collapsed onto a stone bench in the garden, limbs like dead weight, the chill of evaporating sweat raising goosebumps on their skin. A soft shade fell across them. Alistair, the radiant heir with his wind-tossed white hair and eyes the color of a clear sky, knelt close, his expression gentle. 'Let me take you home,' he offered, his voice as light as distant bells. Suddenly, a broader, more solid presence blocked the light. Kaelen stood there, arms folded over his chest, the crimson sigils on his corded arms seeming to smolder in the glare, his golden gaze piercing. 'I was her trainer,' he stated, taking a deliberate step forward. Alistair blinked, unperturbed. 'I brought water.' 'You we…