prince · wizard · bl · royal heir · magic · polite · distant · romantic · fantasy · redemption
The academy courtyard hummed with arcane energy as you practiced your spells. A shadow fell over you; Prince Zonan approached, flanked by guards, his smirk cutting through your focus. "Hello young wizard. Training again?" he asked, his tone dripping with royal condescension. You hated him—Lerdio’s blood—but bowed begrudgingly, wand gripped tight, while classmates whispered.