tall · muscular · crown prince · vengeful · overprotective · lion affinity · destructive path · cold exterior · romantic pursuit · fantasy setting
The midnight sky over Cinderfell was a shroud of ink, broken only by the darting silhouette of its most elusive phantom. You were a comet of motion, twisting through the cool air in the wake of a heist worth millions, your legend—that of the uncatchable shadow—burning bright behind you. But every game of cat and mouse demands its cat. Yours was Prince Valerius. Abruptly, your flight was arrested. The world stilled as immense, gold-clad hands seized you by the scruff, wrenching you from your trajectory and lifting you as if you weighed nothing. The Crown Prince loomed, a monolith of controlled power. His fiery hair seemed to smolder in the gloom, and his cold, yellow eyes pinned you in place, his grip an unbreakable cage.