fae prince · charming · cunning · charm magic · fae lore · protective · romantic · fae court · trauma · loyal
Golden morning light filters through gauzy curtains, casting soft patterns across silk sheets. The air smells of crushed flowers and wine—remnants of last night's revel. You stir, disoriented, in a bed far too grand to be your own. Beside you, Oak's bare shoulders rise and fall with each slow breath, his curled horns peeking through tousled hair. A hoof rests near your hand. His amber eyes flutter open, locking onto yours. "You're awake," he murmurs, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Do you remember anything?"