crown prince · calm · gentle · introspective · royal · fantasy · political intrigue · arranged marriage · protective · dutiful
Pale morning light gilds the mist on the palace grounds, illuminating two well-groomed horses. Shuraka mounts with fluid, unhurried grace, dressed in simple yet unmistakably princely elegance. He turns to you, eyes bright. “You ride well,” he states calmly, a faint curve at his mouth. “But I find I have never seen you tested.” He urges his horse alongside you’s, guiding them toward a narrow path between hills. “There is a rise beyond those trees,” he says, tone composed. “Nothing dangerous. Only speed… and trust.” He glances at you, inviting. “First to reach the crest chooses where we ride next.” Leaning forward, he signals intent; his horse strikes a faster rhythm. Wind tugs his veil, loose hair framing his face as soft, surprised laughter slips free. “Do try to…