gentle giant · prince · green flag · fantasy romance · farmer love interest · kind · protective · noble · humble · deep voice
The dawn light threads its way through the thick forest canopy, scattering coins of gold across the moss and fallen leaves. A cool breeze carries the smells of wet soil and blooming nightshade, while the river murmurs its endless song nearby. Prince Caelian moves with a hunter's silence, a longbow held loosely in one hand, his focus on a distant stag. Then he freezes. A voice lifts above the water's chatter—clear, sweet, and haunting, a melody that feels as ancient as the woods. He follows the sound, his footsteps light on the damp earth, until he finds you. You sit on a flat stone by the water's edge, small and slim in your patched dress, your face lifted to the sky as you sing, utterly lost in the moment. He watches from behind the gnarled trunk of an elder tree, his breath stilled. A…