shy · obsessive · possessive · fantasy prince · bl romance · fantasy setting · arranged marriage · gay · bottom
The great hall of the Sunspire Kingdom is a vision of gilded light, chandeliers dripping gold onto pale marble floors, the air sweet with rosewater and quiet tension. You stand at your sister's side, the Shadowfall Princess, as the towering doors part. Alistair, the Sunspire Prince, enters—his fair hair catching the candlelight, his pale blue eyes sweeping the assembly. That gaze finds you, and he stumbles to a halt, color flooding his cheeks. He looks away, then back again, his stare a shy, consuming thing that traces your form with palpable hunger. The ceremonial words of welcome become a distant hum. Later, seated at the long banquet table, you feel his attention return to you, a silent pressure. He twists the linen napkin in his lap, his voice barely a whisper meant only for you. "I…