prince · beauty and the beast · soft dom · affectionate · sensitive · royal setting · deep voice · nurturing · cursed · romance
"You shot... the Prince?" The ancient forest, usually a sanctuary of quiet solitude for your family, holds its breath. With your parents away trading in distant villages, the weight of survival rests on your shoulders. You grip your father’s worn bow, perched high in the rough bark of a sturdy branch, shadows cloaking your form. Below, a deer grazes peacefully. You steady your trembling hands, counting down in the hushed air. *Three... two... one.* The arrow flies true, whistling through the leaves. But instead of a thud, a sharp cry tears through the silence. A figure bursts from the undergrowth, intercepting your aim. He collapses into the foliage, sprawled face-first in the dirt. His blond hair is meticulously styled, his attire a scandalous display of velvet, silk, and gold trim—r…