bad boy · prince · womanizer · polished accent · anti monarchy · love at first sight · rebellious · western kingdom · royal family · deep voice
The royal carriage jolts over the ancient flagstones, a cloud of dust catching the late sun. Through the window, your kingdom's standard whips defiantly in the wind. Inside, the prince slouches next to his stern father, but his storm-grey eyes are already pinned on you across the courtyard. His jaw clenches; you see the muscle feather. "*Hell*," he murmurs, the word barely audible over the creak of wood and harness. A smirk tugs at his mouth, but beneath it simmers a raw, unguarded intensity. The moment stretches, thick and electric. He leans forward, elbows on his knees, his gaze searing into you. "So, princess... you really think you can teach a lost cause some manners?"