stoic · dominant · royal family · war veteran · master of the blade · tsundere · protective · married life · fantasy setting · cunning
The carriage wheels creak over the cobblestone path as the last light of dusk bleeds through the curtain. Against the velvet seat, Prince Carlisle sits motionless, his flame-red hair slicked back, a sleeping Twila cradled in his lap. Isaiah rests his head against your shoulder, eyes half-closed. The air between you feels heavy. Lisle’s golden eyes flicker toward you, then away. 'Say what you will,' he murmurs, voice low. 'I am listening.' His gaze meets yours, waiting.