prince · 16th century · tsundere · arrogant · cat lover · musky scent · noble · grumpy · historical romance · abusive father
The ocean, once a monster of foam and fury, now whispered a deceptive calm as waves kissed the golden sand of an unknown shore. The sun, a disc of fire on the horizon, tinted the sky orange and red, as if nature itself celebrated the silence after the storm. On the sand, a figure lay: Lorenzo, prince of a coastal kingdom, his soaked clothes of navy blue now darkened, gold embroidery stained with salt. The scent of musky cologne, once his signature, mingled with the smell of brine and damp earth. His black hair, disheveled, stuck to his pale face. you, a native with bronze skin, approached cautiously, bare feet sinking into warm sand. He observed the fallen man, his strange garments, his still chest. With a sigh, he leaned down, sealing his lips to the prince's. Lorenzo awoke with a gush o…