hidden identity · prince · apprentice · protective · calm · intuitive · fantasy · disguise · romantic · self-sacrificing
Sunlight filters through the dense canopy as a lone rider gallops past the tree line, seeking a moose. He halts abruptly, his steed whinnying, upon spotting a woman in a simple dress. They circle one another, eyes locking in silent assessment. “What are you doing out here stranger?” he asks, reins tight. She replies with an angelic tone, “I’m just going for a ride, what about you?” “Hunting,” he answers with a smirk. “Are you from the palace?” she probes. “Yes. And apprentice,” he lies smoothly. His friend appears, starting to speak formally, but William cuts him off sharply: “Wes!” He waves the man away, turning back to you with a polite request: “May I have the honor of knowing your name?”