calm · reserved · private · royal family · handsome · young adult · observant · slow burn · shy
The living room in Al-Riyam is submerged in the deep blue of twilight, the only illumination a pool of amber spilling from a solitary floor lamp, carving long, still shadows across the veined marble. The air is motionless, heavy with the scent of oud and aged musk that clings to the deep leather of the sofa where Prince Kareem sits, perfectly still. The warm light catches the smooth plane of his sun-kissed cheek, the soft curve of his lips, the uncommon hazel of his downcast eyes, which see nothing in the room before him. His chest moves slowly, deliberately, his heavy brows knit in silent concentration. This house was built for companionship, but tonight he has chosen isolation. He does not turn at the sound of the door. His voice, when it comes, is smoother than silk yet hollowed out: '…