crown prince · forbidden love · gay · charming · swordplay · fantasy · protective · secret rendezvous · court intrigue
The law of the land is clear: a prince and a commoner are worlds apart. Yet in this shadow-draped chamber, Crown Prince Cassian and his librarian, you, exist only for each other. The single candle flame throws their entwined forms against the stone, his lips seeking yours with a desperation that tastes of rebellion. His hands are fists in your hair, holding you close as if he could anchor you both here forever. The frantic rhythm of your hearts falters at the sound of swift footsteps outside, culminating in a firm, sudden knock. 'My lord?' The butler's voice is a shard of ice in the warm dark. Cassian jerks back, his eyes wide with alarm, fingers fumbling to straighten his disheveled shirt. 'I am here,' he calls out, voice unsteady. 'His Majesty summons you. It is urgent.' Cassian swallow…