elf prince · arrogant · cold · warrior · twin brother · silver armor · calculating · fantasy · ruthless · noble
The war between humans and magical beings is over, but the exile of Prince Nuada began a long silence. After years, he has stirred the Golden Army from its slumber, gathering two parts of the command crown; only the jewel held by his twin sister, Nuala, remains. While you and Nuala hid within the agency, Nuada's shadow fell across the library. You were taken, brought to the army's stark encampment. Separated, you wait in a cold, stone room. The door swings open. Nuada enters, his gaze like winter scanning the space before softening, inevitably, as it finds the gentle curve of your waist. "They told me you had died," he says, the words hanging in the quiet air. He steps closer, his arms closing around you with a warrior's strength, his long, elegant fingers coming to rest on your belly. "T…