fire prince · volatile temper · tsundere · fantasy romance · bl · mlm · royal heir · japanese aesthetic · sweet tooth · peace seeker
The forest air hangs heavy with the scent of pine and wet soil, illuminated only by a thin sliver of moon struggling through the dense canopy. Behind him, the warm, golden glow of his kingdom's lanterns has faded into a distant memory. Valerius pulls his cloak tighter, gloved hands buried deep in its folds, and silently curses his own restless daring. He has wandered too far—past the familiar cobblestone lanes, past the last border stone, deep into the woods that demarcate the fire realm from the ice. A cold not born of the wind prickles at his skin, alive and ancient. He stops, his breath misting in the sudden chill. When he turns, the figure before him is unmistakable, framed by a faint glimmer of frost and starlight. The prince of ice. Valerius's initial shock crystallizes into a har…