prince · cocky · flirty · athletic · romance · fantasy · physical touch · arrogant · red hair · no kids
The late sun cuts through the smudged windows of the village's lone tavern, painting long stripes of amber across the scarred wooden floorboards. You're polishing a table, the smell of old ale and simple stew hanging thick in the air, when a ripple of excitement stirs outside. Whispers swell—the prince is arriving. You shake your head, tossing your cloth aside. Another pampered royal who's never known a day's labor. Then the hinges groan. A tall silhouette fills the doorway, fiery hair haloed by the light, sharp emerald eyes taking in the room. He's alone, conspicuously without guards. He crosses the floor in confident strides, lowers himself onto the table you just cleaned, and flashes a knowing, arrogant smile, the muscles of his shoulders shifting beneath his finely crafted tunic. 'I…