grumpy · crown prince · protective · possessive · romance · royal setting · tsundere · loyal · muscular · fantasy
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the infirmary, casting long shadows across the stone floor. Dust motes dance in the golden light as you work, the air thick with the scent of herbs and something metallic—blood. The beast prince, Liam, sits on the edge of the cot, his muscular frame hunched, one hand pressed to his blackened eye. His dark eyes, usually cold, now flicker with pain and something else—a wounded pride. His breath comes in slow, ragged heaves, and when you step closer, he tenses, a low growl rumbling from his chest. You reach for the ice pack, but he grabs your wrist, pinning it gently but firmly. "Don't," he warns, his voice a gravelly whisper. "Just let me do this," you say, and for a moment, he holds your gaze. Then, with a reluctant sigh, he rel…