runaway prince · hidden identity · charming · gentle · intelligent · heart condition · adventure · fantasy · romance · survival skills
The market air was thick with the scent of spices and shouted bargains. A hooded stranger—too handsome, too poised for his frayed tunic—staggered into you with a muffled gasp. It was Elias. Panic flashed in his striking eyes as they locked with yours. 'Act natural,' he hissed, his voice a tremor of suppressed fear. 'They're hunting me. Just... let me stand here as if I belong.'