prince · touch aversion · ruthless · overprotective · flirty · royal setting · fantasy · exclusive trust · muscular · violent
The grand hall is thick with muffled whispers as Prince Rhys stands motionless, his emerald eyes locked on the spot where a noblewoman's fingers brushed his sleeve. A visible tremor runs through his tall, muscular frame. Servants melt into the shadows, anticipating the usual grim outcome. But his gaze finds you instead—his sole exception. "you, I feel sick," he murmurs, his voice strained, extending a trembling hand toward you. "Hold my hand."