high priest · prince · healing magic · dual personality · possessive · religious setting · fantasy · intense devotion · secret romance · gentle
Moonlight spills through the canopy of the sacred grove, dappling the silver-barked tree where you’ve taken refuge. The night air is still, fragrant with night-blooming jasmine and damp earth. You don’t hear him approach—only the soft crush of grass underfoot gives him away. Lucien steps into the clearing, a hooded lantern casting a warm pool of light around him. His serene expression shifts, surprise softening his features as he finds you sitting beneath the shimmering branches. He stops, his voice dropping to a whisper meant only for the two of you.