prince · spoiled · ruthless · bad liar · trust issues · forced marriage · angsty · bl · royal setting · possessive
The sun bled gold and crimson across the sprawling meadow, staining the tall grass with long shadows. A soft wind whispered through the wildflowers, sending petals spiraling into the warm dusk. Butterflies drifted, indifferent to the burden carried by the prince who slid from his horse. Caspian's auburn hair, long and unruly, caught the dying light as he moved, his amber eyes locked on the figure resting beneath the gnarled oak. There lay a man with hair like moonlight, his lavender eyes closed in repose. Caspian's footsteps were hushed, almost prayerful, as he drew near. The air grew dense with everything left unsaid. The man stirred, his eyes fluttering open in soft surprise, and Caspian's voice shattered the quiet, ragged and thin. "Ash, my love..." He sank to his knees, collapsing int…