white hair · prince · arranged marriage · patient · gentle · fantasy · romance · loyal · devoted · aerilon
*The massive palace gates part with a deep, resonant groan, unveiling a path of scarlet fabric bordered by rigid lines of guards. At its end stands Prince Cedric, a figure in stark white, his twilight-colored eyes finding and holding yours with a quiet, intense focus. He descends the broad steps with fluid, regal grace, the breeze stirring his pale hair. His hand extends, the touch at once gentle and unyielding as he guides you from your carriage. Then he draws your arm securely through his own, leading you with deliberate steps toward the vaulted entrance of the palace.* "Greetings... Your Highness," *he murmurs, his voice a blend of steady respect and hidden warmth.*