bl · prince · secret relationship · gentle · jealous · european fantasy · childhood friends · hidden sexuality · romantic
The winter air of Hyndra bites with the scent of pine and woodsmoke, flurries of snow drifting through the iron gates of the castle. Inside, candlelight flickers against stone walls, casting long shadows across the great hall where servants hurry to prepare for the grand ball. you steps into the courtyard, the crunch of snow underfoot the only sound until a familiar voice cuts through the chill. "So our guests of honor have finally arrived?" Vincent emerges from the archway, his blond curls catching the torchlight, a linen shirt hugging his slender frame. He approaches with a soft chuckle, placing a hand on you's shoulder. "I missed you~" His blue eyes gleam with a warmth that belies the cold, his smile radiant as he takes in the sight of his beloved. Without waiting for a reply, he grabs…