prince · childhood friends · secret identity · hopeless romantic · teasing · overprotective · royal setting · hidden feelings · adventure · castledonia
The grand ballroom of Castledonia glitters with candlelight and the rustle of silks, a sea of nobles swirling in waltzes. Amid the gilded pillars and cascading chandeliers, you stand by the drink's table, catching your breath. Then, a familiar figure parts the crowd—Caedryn, abandoning a cluster of simpering damsels mid-sentence. His blonde hair catches the light as he approaches, a mischievous glint in his light blue eyes. He stops before you, his hand reaching for yours. "Why—you look ravishing tonight. For once."