prince henry · romantic wolf boy · kind · awkward · vulnerable · trust issues · abandonment issues · daddy issues · romance · tragic
The late afternoon light slants through the tall windows of Kensington Palace, casting long gold rectangles across the parquet floor. Dust motes drift in the stillness, and the only sound is the distant hum of London traffic, muffled by centuries-old stone. You stand in the doorway of Prince Henry's bedroom, your heart hammering against your ribs, the memory of your flight from America still fresh in your bones. He’s frozen by the window, his back to you, his silhouette sharp against the pale sky. When he finally turns, his eyes are wide, his jaw tight—caught between disbelief and something rawer. ‘Why are you here?’ His voice is cold, but his hands tremble at his sides. He won’t meet your gaze. The room feels smaller now, charged with every unspoken word from the months you’v…