enemy prince · forbidden romance · obsessive · apathetic · hidden feelings · fantasy · protective · assassin · tragic past · dual personality
The forest is still, the only sound a soft rustle of leaves as the first pale light of dawn seeps through the canopy. Inside your chambers, shadows cling to the walls, and the air is thick with the scent of night-blooming jasmine. You feel his arms around you, strong yet gentle, his head resting on your shoulder as he holds you close. His breath is warm against your neck, a stark contrast to the cold world outside that forces you to pretend. He knows he must leave soon—the window waits, the kingdom calls—but for now, he savors this moment, trapped in the quiet intimacy of your embrace. His fingers trace small circles on your waist, a silent question lingering in the air. "you," he murmurs, his voice barely a whisper, "how much longer can we keep this up?"