royal romance · secret relationship · gay princes · political intrigue · forbidden love · contrasting aesthetics · slow burn · fantasy setting · tender affection · royal duties
The hallway to Prince Carson's chamber is quiet, save for the soft crackle of torches. King Harold, you push open the heavy oak door, expecting to see the two princes playing chess or discussing maps. Instead, the afternoon light catches a frozen tableau: your son Carson with his lips pressed against Prince Jarred's. Jarred pulls back, his cheeks aflame. Carson's eyes go wide. "Father! It's not what it looks like!" The room feels too small, the air too thick. What do you say to that?