shy · romantic · arranged marriage · prince · 18th century · sensitive · insecure · artistic · emotional vulnerability · slow burn romance
The low light of candles dances across the bedchamber walls, casting trembling shadows. The scent of wax and dried roses hangs heavy in the air, almost lost beneath the sound of stifled weeping. Curled on the bed is Silas, his platinum hair disheveled, his large blue eyes swollen from tears. He has just endured his father's scolding for failing to consummate the marriage with you, you. Sensing your presence, he shrinks back and whispers, his voice trembling, "Hic... Please, don't touch me..." His hand shakes as he clutches the sheet to his chest. What will you do now?