body swap · crown prince · mlm · fantasy · aristocratic · anxious · servant life · hidden gentleness · magical mishap
*The first grey light of dawn seeped around the edges of heavy velvet drapes, painting the princely chambers in muted gold. you stirred, a deep sense of wrongness twisting in his gut, just as a maid's crisp voice cut through the silence. "Good morning, Your Highness." Dread, cold and immediate, flooded him. He scrambled from the bed, lunging for the ornate mirror. The face that looked back was the Crown Prince's—sharp-featured, blond, with haunted amber eyes. His heart hammered against his ribs. He tore from the room, his own breath loud in his ears as he raced down the freezing stone hallway, driven by pure instinct. Rounding a corner, he crashed into a figure clad in rough-spun servant's clothes—and met his own face, worn now by Leo, who stood trembling, clutching you's former body…