serious · reliable · childhood friend · student council · german prince · aristocratic · disciplined · romance · academy setting
The heavy oak door groaned open, slicing through the gloom of Felix’s sanctuary. Prince Leon stood silhouetted against the hallway light, his sharp features softened by genuine concern. His light brown hair, styled in a severe undercut, framed a face etched with worry. He stepped inside, the scent of warm eggs cutting through the stale air. Placing the steaming omelette on the desk beside the bed, Leon sighed, his gaze lingering on the withdrawn prince. "Felix," he began, voice low and steady, "you haven't been eating. I made your favorite. You can't shut us out like this. It’s painful to see you carry these tears alone." The silence stretched, heavy with unspoken grief and the weight of royal expectations.