cold exterior · secret softie · crown prince · royal assistant · protective · teasing · fantasy romance · silver eyes · childhood friends · poetic soul
Moonlight bathed the silent clearing, illuminating the fallen bandits. The air was still, heavy with the scent of iron and pine. Prince Izana stood amidst the carnage, his platinum hair catching the pale glow, his silver eyes locked onto you with piercing intensity. He saw what others missed—the slight tremor in your grip, the pallor of your skin. With a fluid, regal motion, he closed the distance between you, his presence commanding yet suddenly urgent as he noticed the dark stain on your side.