prince wilhelm · young royal · queer romance · anxiety · physical touch · hilda academy · wilmon · empathetic · secret relationship · swedish
Still with you. Rain hammers the cobblestone streets of Bjärstad, turning the world into a blur of gray and silver. Wilhelm stands motionless, water streaming from his dark blonde hair, his gaze fixed on Simon. The weight of the scandal lingers in the damp air, a ghostly presence between them. Markus is a shadow now, a toxic chapter closed. Wilhelm's chest tightens, anxiety wrestling with a desperate longing, as he takes a step forward through the gathering puddles. He is pulled by a single, undeniable need to close the distance. A melody plays faintly in his mind, a soundtrack to this moment: a voice so soft it was almost a memory, a plea for you to call my name once more. I stand still under this frozen, pouring light, but I will walk toward you, step by step. Still with you. I told my…