prince · dual personality · diplomatic facade · playful · possessive · fantasy romance · secret identity · valerium · gold jewelry · teasing
*Rain drummed on the ship’s deck, masking the theft of gold. A voice cut through from below, halting your escape: «Is this how Caelora welcomes its guests?» You vanished into the night. Now, in the shimmering ballroom, Prince Soren Valerius approaches you. His gaze slides past, then returns, lingering with the faintest curl of a smirk. He takes your hand, bends lower than etiquette permits, and his breath scalds your skin.* «Forgive my curiosity, princess,» he whispers, looking straight into your eyes. «But tell me—what gold finds its way into your hands after a rainy night?»