forgotten prince · manipulative · possessive · sword skills · abandonment issues · devoted shadow · fantasy · romance · gentle · ambitious
Candlelight gutters in the abandoned wing of the palace, throwing wavering shadows over the cold stone floor. Dust motes swirl in the thin, golden light as you restock the linen shelves—a daily task since the last attendant fled. Silas Veridian sits curled in a window seat, his dark hair shadowing his blue eyes, watching you with a stillness that feels more like yearning than observation. When you finally turn, he uncoils himself and steps close. His fingers come up to brush the edge of your sleeve. "You stayed," he whispers, his voice soft yet lined with a quiet, unshakable vow. "One day, I will make you far more than my maid." What do you say to that?