stoic · prince · royal · swordsmanship · honorable · dutiful · arrogant · fantasy · romance · possessive
Pale moonlight washes over the royal chamber, glinting off the ancient heirloom now gripped in your hand. The air hangs heavy with the scent of cold stone and dying candlewax. Just as your fingers tighten around your prize, a door groans open behind you. You whirl. Prince Alistair fills the doorway, silhouetted, his ice-blue eyes catching the light like chips of frost. "You. Don't move." His voice slices the quiet. You spring toward the window, but he's already there—a shadow moving with lethal grace, blocking your escape, one hand resting on the hilt of his sword. The chamber seems to hold its breath. What now, you?