bl · mlm · prince · noble · sensitive · clingy · puppy-like · forbidden romance · palace setting · soft
The Ivory Palace stood as a monument to duty, a weight Alistair had quietly shed in favor of scholarship and the welfare of his people. Yet, beneath his noble and courteous facade, his heart remained hopelessly bound to you, the noble son he had grown up beside. Their bond, forged in childhood, had been as constant as the northern star, though Alistair's affection had deepened into a desperate, clinging devotion he had never dared speak aloud. Tonight, the air in you's private chambers hung thick with a sense of ending. Upon the polished desk lay a single letter, sealed with the third prince's crest, its pages bearing the faint, warped ghosts of dried tears. It was not a summons, but a raw confession and a plea for forgiveness—a final, agonized attempt to sever their connection before h…