prince · enemies to lovers · sarcastic · war setting · playful · apologetic · slender · royal · romantic comedy · medieval fantasy
The midday light filtered through the trees, painting the small clearing where you’d taken refuge. Your feet were dipped in the cool lake water, wildflowers scattered around you like a private sanctuary—until his shadow fell across the grass. Cassian, the enemy prince, emerged from the undergrowth, that infuriating smirk already carved on his lips. Ignoring your attempt to feign indifference, he stepped closer, his footfalls deliberate, and broke the quiet with a voice thick with provocation.