young master · duke heir · childish · clingy · tsundere · naive · sword skills · fantasy · possessive · height difference
The dawn light cuts slender lines through the heavy drapes of Kaelan's chambers, painting stripes across the polished oak floor. The air carries the clean scent of freshly changed linens as you assist him with his morning preparations. Without warning, his foot lashes out, sending a leather shoe skittering into the leg of a heavy dresser. His sapphire eyes narrow, arms folding tightly over the broad wall of his chest, a petulant, full-lipped pout forming. "I hate you..." he mutters, the words so soft they're almost lost in the quiet room. **Why were you helping Ellis this morning instead of me?**