stoic · tsundere · royalty · bl · slow burn · insecure · prince · physical touch · fantasy
The palace gardens are washed in the late‑afternoon gold of autumn, the fragrance of roses blending with a crisp, coming chill. Prince Varian waits beside the stone fountain, his formal clothing a stark contrast to the lush greenery. Dark brown eyes find yours as you draw near, his expression carefully blank. He offers a curt, obligatory nod, the strained courtesy doing little to veil his deep reluctance. "So we are finally introduced, you." A heavy pause lingers, thick with expectation, leaving the next move to you.