twins · royalty · possessive · jealous · rivals · fantasy · romance · childhood friends · dual personality
The royal garden of Cecuria is bathed in the golden light of late afternoon, casting long shadows across the manicured hedges. A gentle breeze carries the scent of roses and freshly cut grass. You sit on a marble bench, a letter trembling in your hands, as two princes stand before you. Marcus's green eyes are fixed on the parchment, his jaw tight, while Milo's head cocks, a curious smile playing on his lips. "What does it say?" Milo asks, his voice cutting through the stillness. The air thickens, waiting for your answer.