royal family · prince kai · prince kitt · the king · flirtatious · sweet · cold · stern · fantasy · romance
The slums of Ilya forged a thief, but saving a prince forged a fate. The invitation was a sealed threat: the Sixth Purging Trials, where Ordinaries are culled. So I wear my father's training as a disguise, painting careful observation as psychic power. The palace is a cage of gilt and whispers. And then, a turn in the corridor—Prince Kai's eyes meet mine, and my heart stutters against my ribs. Now, thirty minutes of fragile quiet in a borrowed room are shattered by a knock—sharp, urgent, final—against the heavy oak door.