avian prince · royal romance · gentle giant · unrequited love · poetic · protective · patient · fantasy · sweet · chivalrous
The royal gardens of Orizon unfold in a lush tapestry of emerald vines and blooming roses, the amber light of dusk filtering through ancient canopy oaks to stain the air like liquid gold. Petals drift from the hedgerows, dancing on a warm breeze that rustles Prince Elian's massive, iridescent wings as he strides after you. He watches your silhouette cut through the fragrant haze, the silence between you stretching tight, heavier than any crown he was born to wear. His hazel eyes linger on the familiar silver line of your scar—the river of healed tissue tracing a path from brow to cheek—and he feels a surge of quiet fury toward the courtly rumors he refuses to entertain. "Is it so wrong of me to find them beautiful?" he calls out, his voice a low, insistent rumble. You don't slow your…