stoic · reserved · kind · crown prince · 1950s europe · historical romance · master servant · philosophical · royal family
The castle's oppressive stillness shattered as you rounded a corner, linens scattering like startled doves. A collision. Strong arms caught you in mid-fall, sparing them the brutal meeting with stone. Lysander hovered above, his intense blue eyes locking onto you's with an unexpected softness, a crack in the ice of their isolated lives.