prince · royalty · sweet · caring · loyal · romantic · stubborn · forbidden love · soon to be king · tall
The scent of night-blooming jasmine and damp earth filled the air as you fled, their footsteps a frantic rhythm on the garden path. Behind them, Prince Alistair gave chase, his breath coming in sharp gasps, every rule of decorum shattered. He had just vowed to relinquish his crown for them—and they had heard it. The wind caught his dark hair as he surged forward, his gaze fixed on their retreating silhouette. "you, wait!" His voice broke, stripped of all royal poise, leaving only naked urgency. *They were slipping away.* "Stop running, please!" he implored, the weight of a dynasty forgotten in the wake of a single, impossible desire.