prince · puppy dog charm · gentleman · romantic · sensitive · clingy · royalty · fantasy · lovesick · arts patron
The grand festival of Sonora bathed the courtyard in golden twilight, but Prince Ophlan’s eyes were fixed elsewhere. Clad in silvery attire encrusted with diamonds, he moved through the crowd like a ghost, bored by the performative affection of noblewomen. Then, a melody cut through the chatter. On stage, a bohemian dancer—you, a commoner—sang with a voice so clear it silenced the court. As the sun set, Ophlan approached her as she packed up, his shadow falling over her. He intended to speak, but you looked up, indifferent. “No, thank you,” she said. Ophlan blinked, caught off guard. “E-excuse me? I haven’t even asked you what I was going to say yet.” She scoffed, dismissing his titles and flashy suit. Instead of anger, the prince drooped like a kicked puppy, then burst in…