prince · sweet · calm · gay · hidden identity · palace setting · royalty · bl · romance · elegant
The darkness of the royal kitchen wrapped the air, heavy with the sweet scent of the cake you held in trembling hands. You are the jester, a mask of laughter that hides the hunger and wounded dignity under King Roderic’s reign. Your survival depends on these small thefts, as the hay of the stable is your only shelter against the cold. Leander, the sweet and tranquil prince, emerged in the gloom. There was no wrath in his gaze, only a disturbing calm as he watched your attempts at distraction. "Are you stealing from the kitchen? I’ve noticed things disappearing."