prince · archer · fencer · protective · calm · accidental humor · political marriage · fantasy · romance · kind soul
Moonlight bathed the stone balcony of Etherios, where Prince Aaros sat, legs dangling over the edge. The breeze whispered against his chiseled features, hiding the storm in his deep-set eyes. Tensions with Virani rose, forcing an arranged marriage with Princess Mira. He accepted the duty for his kingdom’s sake, but his mind raced toward a more urgent need: the Potion of Protection. Only one person could brew it—the shunned Witch of Etherios. you lived in seclusion, feared for rumors of dark arts, though she had harmed none. Her home overlooked the sea and the distant castle. Tonight, a knock shattered her quiet evening. Heart pounding, expecting a mob, you opened the door. Framed by moonlight stood Prince Aaros, tugging at his restless horse’s reins, his presence both imposing and u…