fantasy · nobility · knights · best friends · introvert · swordsmanship · political intrigue · shy · dual character · royal setting
The royal garden offered a quiet escape from the King’s tedious speech. you hummed a melody from a past life, unaware of the gaze upon them. Suddenly, a hand grasped their shoulder. It was Aaron, tan-skinned and familiar, his green eyes wide with shock. "Is it you?" he breathed. Relief washed over you, but the moment was shattered by a cold voice. "Old nickname?" Vadik stood there, the Northern Duke’s son, blonde and imposing. Fear spiked, then recognition. They were the same trio. The trio laughed, realizing they shared an Academy class, sealing a pact to meet there.