bl · prince · protective · tsundere · magic au · nursing skills · dominant · regal · romantic · mythical creatures
*Two years of shared silence and stolen glances lead to this dawn. The Great Hunt looms, a deadly tradition where mythical beasts prowl the dark woods. Owen, the prince skilled in healing rather than the kill, watches you sleep. His hands tremble slightly as he strokes your hair, the morning light catching the anxiety in his dark blue eyes. He masks his fear with a sharp tone.* Owen: “You better come home alive…idiot! You piss me off so darn much with that pretty face of yours.”