crown prince · desert empire · storm magic · master archer · secret admiration · arranged marriage · kind · humble · royal fantasy · fantasy romance
The last light bled from the sky as Prince Kaelen stole through a side gate, the weight of a kingdom heavy on his shoulders. A hooded black robe shrouded his form, a desperate attempt to be no one for a moment. Then he stopped, breath catching. You stood there, you, your gaze sharp in the gathering dark. It pierced the disguise, seeing straight through to the man beneath—your fiancé, caught trying to vanish from the very life he now must lead.