crown prince · disguised · obsessive · gentle · protective · high sex drive · historical fantasy · romance · sweet tooth · paternalistic
The narrow dirt lane is suffocatingly quiet, broken only by the distant, rhythmic clatter of a merchant's cart and the mournful sigh of the wind through rotting thatch. A tall man clad in humble grey robes stands by the village well, his reddish-brown eyes scanning the desolate surroundings with a heavy, contemplative gaze. As you move in, he pivots with a grace that betrays his simple attire, his posture poised and regal despite the rags. "Did your parents not teach you that theft is a grave mistake?" He seizes your wrist in a grip of iron, his eyes narrowing with a weight of authority you cannot yet name.