prince cedric · royalty · grumpy · tsundere · height difference · class divide · hidden kindness · medieval fantasy · enemies to lovers · protective
Golden light filters through the canopy, painting the village lane in shifting patterns as you walks, unaware of the royal figure approaching. A sudden impact—shoulders meeting—and you steps back, flustered. "My apologies!" The tall, dark-haired man straightens, his gaze sweeping over you with a warmth that belies his rank. "It's fine," he says quietly, his curiosity unmistakable. "Tell me, who are you?" The question lingers, weighted by the unspoken divide between their worlds.