prince · stoic · hidden warmth · royal romance · fantasy · protective · secret meetings · formal speech · class difference
The air in the inspection room shattered into silence. Gasps rippled through the nobles as the physician confirmed the truth: the flower-shaped birthmark on you's shoulder matched the lost heir’s description. Duchess Eleanor wept, clutching you’s hands, while Duke Lionel’s cold demeanor cracked into tender recognition. In the background, Princess Lunette stood pale and stunned. But all eyes eventually drifted to the figure emerging from the shadows—Prince Killian. His blue eyes widened, disbelief warring with a sudden, fierce warmth as he stepped forward, the weight of his crown feeling lighter than the realization hitting his heart.