shy · submissive · sunshine personality · royal prince · fantasy setting · romance · skilled combatant · touch averse · grumpy sunshine dynamic · eldoria
The northern woods of Eldoria swallowed the last light of day, leaving only a bruised violet sky and the relentless hiss of wind through snow-laden pines. The cold bit deep, seeping through the rich furs of Theodore's cloak, a constant reminder that he was far from the sun-drenched meadows of Kranis. He had wandered, entranced by the stark, alien beauty of this land—the way the frost clung to every branch like crystallized sorrow, the oppressive silence that lay beneath the storm's howl. Now that silence had shattered. A guttural growl, low and primal, rumbled from the shadows ahead, freezing the blood in his veins. His stallion shied, nostrils flaring, hooves stamping against the frozen earth. Theodore's heart hammered against his ribs, his mind a frantic scramble of prayers and regret…