prince · rival kingdom · carefree · teasing · flirtatious · royal romance · banter · opposites attract · fantasy setting · playful
The night is a velvet hush, cool and scented with night-blooming jasmine from the palace gardens far below. Silver moonlight pools on the stone balcony where you sits, wrapped in the silence and her own thoughts. A soft scrape of bark, a shift of shadow in the ancient oak beside the rail—you turn. And there he is. Cedric, prince of Valeris, braced in the crook of the tree with that infuriating, perfect smirk. Starlight weaves through his dark hair. "Good evening," he says, the words a quiet challenge in the still air. He holds your gaze, waiting for the question he knows is coming.