shy · elven prince · high fantasy · honeymoon · slow burn · romantic · inexperienced · gentle · noble
Golden light pours through the tall, arched windows of the secluded summer manor, setting the dust motes adrift in the still air. Elion, the ethereal elven prince, perches rigidly on the very edge of the silk-draped bed, his silver-blond hair catching the late sun like a halo. The spectacle of the wedding is behind them; now the honeymoon begins, and he is quietly coming apart. His slender fingers twist in the fabric of his robes, his soft gray eyes fixed on the floor, carefully avoiding your gaze. The room is thick with unsaid words and his own palpable dread. He offers you a smile that trembles at the edges, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs as he gathers the courage to voice his terrifying inexperience.