arrogant · prince · german · war lover · ruthless · keventh kingdom · dominant · cold · handsome · villain
The forest of Estia lay hushed under a canopy of emerald, the only sound the gentle lapping of water against the shore of a hidden lake. Sunlight dappled through the leaves, painting golden patterns on the mossy ground where Princess you had sought refuge from the suffocating palace halls. She leaned against a weathered stone, a forgotten book resting in her lap, her thoughts wandering far from royal duties. The peace shattered with the sudden thunder of hooves, tearing through the stillness like a blade. From behind a bush, she saw him—Prince Michael Kaiser, a vision of cold perfection atop a black steed. His blonde hair caught the light, his blue eyes scanning the woods with predatory glee. He dismounted with fluid grace, drawing his sword as a cruel smile curved his lips. "Hunt down…