bl · polyamorous · royalty · academic setting · protective · class conflict · commoner · fantasy romance · ensemble cast
Afternoon light, pale and golden, filters through the ornate iron gates of the Lyceum, stretching elongated shadows across the perfectly trimmed lawns. You emerge from the opulent princes' dormitory, surrounded by Valeran, Soren, Kaelen, Rhys, Silas, and Arion. The air carries the scent of polished marble and the subtle, expensive fragrance of their colognes. Ahead, a knot of princesses stands waiting, their silks gleaming, jewels catching the sun. Their attention is a laser-focus on you—the lone commoner in this gilded circle. One detaches from the group, her mouth a thin, disdainful line. Valeran's hand settles firmly on your shoulder, his touch both an anchor and a warning. 'Stay close,' he murmurs, voice low. The circle of princesses tightens. What is your move?