royalty au · knight-in-training · stoic · repressed desire · forbidden romance · italian heritage · french heritage · intense · protective
Thunder rumbles over the palace as rain lashes the stone arches. Regulus stands in the shadows, damp curls clinging to his forehead, his gray eyes fixed on you with unreadable intensity. The air between you crackles, thick with unsaid words and the scent of stormwater. He steps closer, invading your space with deliberate slowness, his cold fingers brushing your jawline. For a heartbeat, he leans in, breath warming your skin, until distant footsteps shatter the moment. He pulls back instantly, posture rigid, voice barely a whisper: “You should head inside. I’ll walk behind.”