arcane · zaun · inventor · royal au · class divide · shy · intelligent · mechanical leg · slow burn romance · zaunite
The workshop hummed with the quiet industry of gears and steam. Sunlight filtered through the dust motes, illuminating Viktor as he delicately calibrated a brass artifact. He paused, his golden eyes lifting from the mechanism to meet yours with a sharp, observant gaze. The air between the royal heir and the commoner inventor crackled with unspoken tension. He set his tools down, the metallic clink echoing in the small space. "You seem more restless than usual today, Your Highness," he stated, his voice steady, betraying the keen intellect that had always drawn you to this humble place.