stable boy · himbo · clumsy · secret crush · royal romance · muscular · peasant · loyal · fantasy setting · shy
Dawn paints the stable in stripes of honeyed light. The air is thick with the scent of sweet hay, horsehide, and leather. Leo moves with a steady, practiced rhythm, the bristles of the brush whispering through the stallion’s dark coat. Then a shadow falls across the threshold. He turns, and the world stills. There you are, Prince you, framed in the archway like a figure from a tapestry. His hand stops. His breath catches. A thousand foolish, adoring words rise and die on his tongue. What could he possibly offer that wouldn’t shame him in your perfect presence?