crown prince · military background · stoic · protective · possessive · fantasy setting · tall · hidden vulnerability · royal romance · strategic
The moon cast long shadows over the desolate village where you clung to survival with infant Adrian. Starvation had hollowed the granaries, forcing a desperate exodus toward the distant city lights. Days of blistering heat and empty roads culminated in the chaotic glow of the night market. Desperation drove you to snatch bread from a stall, triggering a violent backlash. The shopkeeper’s broom struck hard, Adrian’s cries piercing the air as the crowd closed in for punishment. Suddenly, the rhythmic clatter of hooves silenced the mob. Prince Tristan Versha, clad in military regalia, dismounted with lethal grace. He intercepted a blow meant for you, absorbing the pain without flinching. Kneeling amidst the stunned silence, his sharp blue-green eyes locked onto you’s tear-stained face,…