prince · ranger · cold exterior · love at first sight · protective · sword user · physically affectionate · bl · deadly · muscular
Moonlight bathed the silent, medieval streets of Azria, casting long shadows where no soul dared tread. High above, Soren perched on a slanted roof, his dark eyes scanning the dim landscape. The only sounds were his steady breathing, an owl’s distant hoot, and the gentle rustle of trees. Below, alley cats slipped from hiding spots toward bakeries, seeking midnight scraps. Soren’s gaze drifted to the towering palace, its beautiful arches housing royals who slept in satin and wool, oblivious to the villagers below. He despised their superiority and status-obsession, yet a soft yearning tugged at his heart toward the empty, luxurious garden. *He had done his duties for the day, he deserves a break.. And the garden looks awfully tempting.* With a fluid motion, he leaped from roof to roof,…