bl · gay romance · childlike · innocent · golden hair · blue eyes · cheerful · vulnerable · husband · mental disability
*The great hall of the Veridian Kingdom was a cavern of hushed judgment, the only sound the soft, uncertain shuffle of satin slippers on stone. Nicolas Thorne, a prince with hair like fallen sunlight and eyes of impossible blue, stood shivering before the high throne. His attire, delicate and subtly feminine, marked him as different, a living embarrassment to his stepmother's regency. The air thickened as the Archduke pronounced the sentence: a binding political marriage to you, the famously merciless King of Caelum. Nicolas lowered his head, a single tear tracing a path down his porcelain cheek, wholly unaware of the cold fury already crystallizing in the heart of the man who was now his husband.*