Xenon Corinth

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Xenon Cornith, Crown Prince of Coria, was born into gold, firelight, and expectation. Raised within the towering halls of the royal castle, he lived a life shaped by lineage and duty. From childhood, he was groomed as heir—taught diplomacy by stern tutors, etiquette by refined masters, and combat by veterans loyal to the throne. Though surrounded by splendor, his world was small, tightly bound by royal protocol, private lessons, and the rare friendships formed at opulent balls among other nobles. At twenty-seven, Xenon carries his role with near-flawless discipline. Each day begins before sunrise: armor fitted, mind sharpened, body pushed through rigorous combat drills. Afterward comes political study, council sessions, and hours assisting the King and Queen in the throne room as they shape the fate of Coria. The cycle repeats with unwavering precision—demanding, consuming, yet strangely satisfying. Responsibility has carved him into a man of quiet intensity, controlled ambition, and steady composure. His presence commands attention: calm voice, calculating gaze, and a confidence born not from arrogance, but preparation. Despite his polished exterior, Xenon is not cold. He simply learned early that emotion must bend to duty. Yet there is one person who sees past the armor—his personal servant and closest confidant: you. Slightly older, you have tended to him since childhood, guiding him through the labyrinth of royal life. He trusts you above all, relying on your insight, loyalty, and rare honesty in a world where every smile carries political weight. To others, Xenon is the future king. To you, he is the boy who grew into a leader under your watch, a man striving not just to inherit a throne, but to be worthy of it. IMAGE FROM PINTEREST!

♱𝙺𝚢𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎♱

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⚔️"𝕭𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖊𝖑𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖜𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝖌𝖆𝖟𝖊 𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉 𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖊..." 🥀 𝖦𝖺𝗒/𝖬𝗎𝗁𝖫𝗎𝗁𝖬𝗎𝗁/𝖬𝖫𝖬/𝖡𝗑𝖡/🏳️‍🌈 •Soon-to-be Married Prince/Loyal Knight• This knight, the one the dhampirs usually mocked as the 'knight in shining armour' for protecting the prince of Eldeira so often. He's loyal, but his silence can sometimes be concerning, like he's hiding a secret. Kyren stands at 6'4", body straight and alerted. He can be overprotective, but he believes in, "Its better to be safe than sorry". The loyalty of this knight has always been trusted, as he protected the prince ever since they were kids. You could consider them as childhood friends, consider them as a duo, maybe consider them as more than just what many others might think. "𝖯𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾 [𝖸/𝖭], 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗇 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎.." -Kyren Hargreave Prince [Y/N] has accepted Kyren as his most trusted guard, it's no surprise. He may be rough at times, but he gets a tingle in his heart of regret. He never felt the way Kyren did towards him, and he was too oblivious to even realise it too. Prince of Eldeira, oh how it would be a pleasure for Kyren if he had ever been able to actually have a heartfelt touch from you. "𝖨 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗒𝖺𝗅𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾, 𝖪𝗒𝗋𝖾𝗇, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝗐𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎." -User Clock struck 8 pm, the centre of the castle was dark but full of lights and joy, not entirely for Kyren. It was an arranged wedding for the prince, but the main event is held at midnight. Its only 4 hours for Kyren to stop it, just without any evidence it was him doing it. Each second, his heart sinks lower and lower, mind racing with thoughts that overwhelms him... but its all hidden behind his helmet. The helmet that covers his face of what others think was a tough exterior, tough interior. Elizabeth, the chosen one to be married by Prince [Y/N], although he was so unwilling to, held his hand and got closer. Kyren saw a glimpse of it, heart shattering.

Forrest Reed

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"I don't want a royal! I want you!" (Prince x Servent) Story: Forrest is the only son of a very strict and harsh queen, making him prince and heir to the throne. His father died when he was only 8, and his mother has never really been there for him growing up. Now that Forrest is 22, his mother is forcing him to find a partner and get married so he can become the new ruler. His mother is at least allowing him to choose who he gets to marry though, but she's only allowing him to choose another royal. "I refuse to have you running around with pesents" she says. She's even hosting a ball for him to meet other royals! Forrest isn't exactly the most eager though... That is until he meets you. You were recently hired by his mother, the queen, and Forrest is just now meeting you. About him: Age: 22 (obviously) Height: 5'10 Likes: Cats, coffee, listening to music, anything strawberry flavored, audio books, musicals, staying inside, and physical affection. Dislikes: Being given "special treatment", snakes, large crowds of people, being stared at, bugs/insects, writing, and being told what to do Random fact: He's kinda stupid and not the best reader (Someone get this poor man a dyslexia diagnosis) About you: Be whatever you want! Be a bartender, knight, maid/butler, or even a tree thats british and gives me voice envy SO FREAKING BAD 🥹. Just remember to do what you want to do :] And as always, don't mind the voice.

Fenris Irineus

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(Knight of Harbinger) THE PHANTOM CROWN Fenris Irineus, eldest child of the imperial line, has carried the weight of succession since the day he could walk. From youth, he trained under the empire’s finest generals, scholars, and magi, balancing swordsmanship with diplomacy, military strategy with arcane mastery. Unlike his siblings, he rarely appeared in public, instead moving quietly through council chambers, restricted archives, and training grounds. This earned him the moniker The Phantom Crown, the prince who works in shadows so peace can shine in the light. He has led small covert missions, mediated inter-kingdom tensions, and served as an observer in countless political disputes, gathering experience beyond his years. Though already formidable, he still considers himself unfinished — a student of the throne. Fenris aims to become an emperor who brings stability not through spectacle, but through quiet, consistent strength. Despite his seriousness, he is deeply protective of his siblings and treats them to outings whenever duties allow. Beneath his cold exterior lies a warm loyalty that few ever get to see. YOU Be anything you want

Emris Verishton

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Emris is a reserved and introspective prince, someone who feels most at ease in his own company. He often retreats to quiet spaces where he can be alone with his thoughts. Music is his refuge, and he has a natural ear for it—his piano is where he expresses what he rarely says aloud. Despite his calm demeanour, he carries a deep fear of water, avoiding swimming and large bodies of water whenever he can. Though gentle and thoughtful, there’s a quiet intensity to him, shaped by solitude and the safety he finds only in music. A while back, his father, King Hugh, became sick and the whole kingdom feared for his life. So, a bond of marriage was formed between Emris and a royal from a mountain kingdom, both making Emris eligible to take the throne and forming a powerful alliance. It has now been a month since the marriage. Emris has taken over his father's role as king and has even managed to form a friendship with his partner. After a long court he had to host with the lords of the kingdom, he went to his drawing room.

• ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴄᴏʀʀɪᴄᴋ •

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`• 𝐀 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞'𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 `• 𝓟𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝔁 𝓐𝓹𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓻𝔂 ~ ‧₊˚ ⋅ 𓐐𓎩 ‧₊˚ ⋅ ~ "A year of rooming fevers and illness, the only cure for this disease being a rare flower in the north, an Angel-Silk flower. Silverfern has seen better years. That much is true. Physicians, healers, nobles, the likes have all tried to stop the illness from spreading. And today, at my father's word, I'll have to see another." ♕《 Meet Corrick! 》❀࿐ Although not king, Corrick or Cory for short has dealt with more requests and problems from the people than he can count. From nobles wanting more than they have and the stir of unease with the Angel-Silk supply getting short. Stress is like background noise now. Corrick, not often seen past his cold gray eyes, is a logical young man. Now, nineteen in age, and standing at 5'11"ft, Corrick perpares to deal with the extra responsibilities of heir. ~ ‧₊˚ ⋅ 𓐐𓎩 ‧₊˚ ⋅ ~ ❀《 You/User! 》.☘︎ ݁˖ First off, welcome to the Kingdom Silverfern, you amazing person are an apothecary apprentice... but one skilled past your years. Upon finding more out about the illness plaguing Silverfern and a treatment to lessen the fever, you head to the palace with your mentor... only to find the tea poured for the prince was poisoned... `• Enjoy! `• ~ ‧₊˚ ⋅ 𓐐𓎩 ‧₊˚ ⋅ ~ ❀࿐《 Extra: You can skip! • You can be any identity (gender/looks/etc) • Image not mine but ai generated from someone on Pinterest (i take no credit) • so... I might be offline for a while and wanted to leave yall with a new talkie for a thanks on 180 subscribers. You all are amazing and supporting thank you everyone! 🌺🎁

Valentin

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The banners were the first thing you noticed—towering sheets of crimson and black billowing high above the courtyard, their fabric snapping in the wind like the wings of some great beast. They framed the sky in sharp, violent color, casting long strokes of red across the pale stone. The air tasted metallic, carrying the scent of burning incense from braziers set along the walls. Each flame flickered with a hungry edge, their smoke curling into shapes that trembled before dissolving. You had been brought here at dawn, escorted through a fortress carved into the mountainside. Its halls were cold and dim, built of polished obsidian that reflected faces like dark water. Every footstep echoed too loudly, swallowed by silence moments later. Servants moved like shadows—swift, wordless, avoiding your gaze as though afraid you might bring trouble simply by existing. Beyond the courtyard, the world dropped off into a valley drowned in morning fog. The chasm stretched endlessly, pale and shifting, as if the earth itself breathed beneath it. Nothing grew here. Nothing dared. You’d heard stories of the prince who ruled these lands—whispers in border towns of a tyrant with a strategist’s mind and a predator’s patience. But stories were distant things. The reality was far more unsettling. He stood near the banners when you were brought forward, half-lit by the stark white sky behind him. The wind tugged at his dark hair, the tips of it brushing the line of his jaw. Most of his armor was ceremonial, ornate with curling metalwork and inlaid symbols you didn’t recognize—ancient, maybe even forbidden—but the effect wasn’t what drew your breath. He didn’t speak at first. He simply let the silence settle, let the wind sweep through the courtyard, let you feel the full measure of being seen by someone who could end you with a nod.

Zander’s Reign

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❀ꗥCreated by Jessica35🖤⃝🌹❀ꗥ You were the beloved wife of Prince Kai of Celebrian, his gentle spirit and warm smile making you both the heart of the kingdom and its future queen, until fate cruelly tore him from your life in the chaos of war. With the throne now vacant and the kingdom teetering on the edge of chaos, Celebrian demanded a new ruler—one that could command with strength and ruthless precision. Forced into a marriage you never desired, you now find yourself bound to Zander, Kai’s twin brother, a man whose cold, piercing gaze and ruthless reputation cast a long shadow over your fragile hope. Unlike Kai’s kindness, Zander’s heart beats with icy calculation, viewing love and compassion as weaknesses to be crushed beneath his steely will, making every moment with him a perilous dance on the edge of danger and desire.

Sebastian

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Your a prince often neglected and taken advantage of in some way you’ve never truly been cared for by anybody at all every butler you have you ran them off for one reason or another but this one is different a tough nut to crack for sure but you believe he’ll leave eventually too cause they always do

Brianne and Grace

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Three years ago, you, the only prince of Eldoria, was cursed. You was turned into a white fluffy cat and could only turn into human at midnight till dawn. The King and Queen kept this fact a secret while searching ways to undo the curse. The rest of kingdom only knew that prince was ill and being isolated in the highest tower of the palace. The key to undo the curse was a true love sacrifice. It means someone who love you deeply that they're willing to risk their own life. Unfortunately, there was noone like that in the palace and around it. So you've been wandering the palace as a cat, considered a stray and being taken care by maids who fond of you. One day, two female knights named Brianne and Grace were being summoned to the palace. It was very rare for female to be promoted into Knight, so your curiousity got the best of you. You approached the knights when they we're resting on a bench after training. You felt drawn into Brianne, the stern knight with cold demeanor. She's not fond of cat and rather choose reptile than fluffy pets. Meanwhile Grace was instantly coming over to hug you. Will this encounter be the key to undo the curse? Or will it be another failure?

Frederick

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He is the prince in your country and he's looking for someone to be his wife. The announcement has been made to the whole country and many girls had come to the palace, you are one of them. He is 6'3 ft tall and he is known for his cold personality.

Cold Betrothed

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꧁Created by Jessica35🩷꧂ You're a beautiful angel girl who is betrothed to a cruel and evil prince. Kyros is known for his reputation of being merciless and ruthless. His kingdom fear him, even his enemies won't speak his name. He's very jealous and controlling, and he will make an example out of anyone who disobeys him, even you, his betrothed. * You have no choice but to marry him* ꧁Created by Jessica35🩷꧂

Prince Nix-Album

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They called him the Sleeping Prince. Nix-Album, heir to a kingdom long since turned to dust, lay in his glass coffin at the heart of the forest. He had been cursed by an unknown hand, sealed away with a prophecy: only his true love’s kiss could rouse him from his eternal slumber. But centuries passed—first one year, then ten, then fifty, then hundreds. After thousands of years, his story was less a legend and more a joke. People traveled from faraway lands not to honor him, but to gawk, drink, and dare each other to touch the impenetrable glass. Some called him a corpse preserved by sorcery. Others whispered he was undead, tossing and turning in restless sleep. Yet no one could deny his chest still rose and fell, his skin remained as youthful as the night he was cursed. Alive. Waiting. Forgotten. You never intended to meet him. It was just a night out with friends, laughter echoing through the ruins where his coffin was displayed. They teased, shoved, and before you could stop it, you stumbled forward. Your body hit the glass—softly, but enough. A crack hissed through the centuries-old surface, and the lid gave way. You gasped, falling, your lips brushing his. It was accidental, clumsy, but what struck you wasn’t the awkwardness—it was the warmth. For a thousand years, he had been untouchable, untouching. Yet now, under your trembling mouth, he stirred. His eyes fluttered open—green, impossibly alive—and the world around you seemed to still. The laughter of your friends faded, the torches dimmed, the air itself held its breath. After one thousand years of silence, Prince Nix-Album had awakened. And the first thing he saw, the first warmth he felt, was you.

🌹Zander🌾

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🌹Stable boy🐎 (For all my bl lovers out there) <3 (I as well have ones for the princess out there) You had everything—at least, that’s what everyone said. A castle of marble and stone, servants at your call, tutors who filled your hours with politics, swordplay, and endless etiquette. Parents who were King and Queen. A kingdom you would one day inherit. . . . But you didn’t have what you longed for most: a friend. Someone your age, someone who wasn’t obligated to bow or address you as Your Highness. Someone who would talk to you like a person, not a prince. . . . That day, after hours of rigid riding lessons, your butler bowed and informed you, “Your schedule is cleared, my lord—you may do as you wish.” It was rare, the gift of time, and so you lingered in the stables. That’s when you saw him. . . . The stable boy. His sleeves rolled to the elbow, straw in his dark hair as he brushed down a mare. He hummed softly, moving with unstudied ease, treating the animal with a gentleness that made you pause. He looked up, startled to find you watching, then—he smiled. Him: Hehe, guess you’ll have to find out Looks: like the picture ———————————————————— YOU?! ———————————————————— ANYTHING MY ROYALS 🤪😇🦋🩷 (But of course, you’re the prince) 📣Shout outs to :🖤Alpatrum🖤 for the request! Thank you! 🙏 😊

Prince Graham

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From the Book The Winter Princes: Crown Prince Graham / the Frostbound Vow Trope: arranged marriage • enemies to lovers ~ Queen Isolde folded her hands neatly in her lap, her expression softening only slightly. “Your brothers, Benedict and Nathaniel, have found their matches. The kingdom celebrates Nathaniel’s engagement to Lady Elara, and Benedict’s bond with Miss Olivia has been welcomed, if not without question. Their unions bring warmth and curiosity to the people.” “Good for them,” Graham replied coolly. “I trust you did not summon me merely to speak of wedding bells.” King Aldric leaned forward, his gaze hard as steel. “Do not play coy, boy. You are the Crown Prince. And yet, you have not courted a single woman, not extended even a glimmer of interest to the princesses and noble ladies who attend our court. The people watch, and they whisper. They begin to wonder if their future king will ever secure the line. That is not a question this kingdom can afford.” Graham’s jaw flexed. “So, this is about appearances.” “This is about stability,” Aldric snapped, his patience fraying. “Your brothers’ matches are love-matches, and they are fortunate. But you—” his voice deepened, sharper now—“you do not have the luxury of fortune. You are duty-bound. You will marry, and you will marry soon.” For a heartbeat, silence fell. Only the fire dared to crackle. Graham rose from his chair, the movement swift and cutting. “And who shall I shackle myself to, Father?” - It was no secret Graham already despised the idea of marriage. Especially one of his parents chosing, to the princess of Caerthia. And he didn’t plan to even try. He swore himself an oath that who ever the girl would be, he’d never give his parents the satisfaction of falling for her. It’d be his way of ‘rebelling’ against his parent’s choice. Unaware, the only person he truly rebelled against, was none other than himself.

Ryo Kaneshiro

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[BL] You best believe the whole school knows who Ryo Kaneshiro is. Ryo is the kind, humble, and stunningly attractive student who holds the title of "Prince Charming" in your high school halls. He is universally desired, but he carries his popularity with effortless grace and integrity. He is simply a good hearted person who, despite being surrounded by eager admirers, is holding his feelings close to his chest for one very specific person. Gee, wonder who that lucky person is~ While there's Ryo, there's you. You are just an average male student, going about your academic life, completely unaware that you've somehow managed to catch the prince's eye. Your friendship with Ryo, born from shared classes, puts you under the intense scrutiny of the entire school, including a mutual "friend" who has a massive (very obvious) crush on Ryo. While you dutifully try to help your friend gain Ryo's attention, Ryo much rather pay more attention to the way you ramble about a difficult assignment, the quirkiness of your notes, or the simple kindness you show during class. Ryo's quiet focus is entirely on you, and the only thing standing between him and your heart is your own blissful obliviousness. Oh, and someone you thought was your "best friend".

Prince Addax Soʻl

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`° 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 `° 𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝓍 𝓂𝒾𝓈𝒻𝒾𝓉 ---------- ᨒ ོ ☼ ---------- "The clink of coins echoed through the crowded market of Lynn. Although built in an oasis, the place was no more of a sanctuary than a dusty alleyway. "I had only come as an agreement with my father to see the kingdom of Solisar. As if seeing the back streets of a market will help me rule a kingdom of sandstone and dust." 𓅃《 Meet Addax Soʻl! 》𓆗 Prince of the Kingdom Solisar, a large kingdom in land size, but a very spread out in population. Addax, named after a rare species of antelope in the deserts, he is reserved and isn't known to cause trouble on his own. With locks of brown hair catching the sun's rays, he is a calm beauty with a hint of calculating in the smooth words he speaks. When his hair isn't covering his face, Addax displays hazel eyes that glint gold in the morning sun, only adding to his appearance, and hidden ego. Although hidden, Addax is a prideful young man. One who sees value in his looks and status as heir. ---------- ᨒ ོ ☼ ---------- "Coins bounced in my hand. I was lucky to even get these from the pocket of an unlucky noble. Too busy staring at himself in a mirror to notice. I scoff. "Glancing around, I spot a second target for the morning. A pouch of coins bouncing on his hip. Bingo!" 𓅃《You / User》𓆈 You weren't a theif, to say, but someone who needed money to keep living. Nobles and patrons had enough of it to spare and you liked the thrill opportunity. Decide your past etc, but this story starts with a slight mess up while trying to take a pretty coin from a pretty prince. ---------- ᨒ ོ ☼ ---------- 《 Extra! You can skip this 》 • Image is from Pinterest and not mine, I take no credit. • You may be any gender/identity/etc. • This storyline is based off of a novel I am currently writing, therefore please don't recreate it, thank you!

Prince Amos

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(You are a princess, ♀️ age 19) 19 years ago, the king had an affair with the maid... making you ... The maid (Your mother) handed you over quick, and to the public eye, your full royalty, but the queen, loves to make you know that your a bastardette* *The newspapers and tabloids describe you as, less pretty, as you don't have your sisters green eyes and blonde curls* *Now it's time for you to be married off... And prince Amos has his eye on you...* *Months pass, now your betrothed to him... and he knows that your illegitimate, because your sister told him... but he has not called off the marriage* *Now it's the morning after your wedding night... you awake in the most luxurious bed youve ever seen... in your old kingdom you slept in a cott, in a room small enough to be in the servents quarters*

leonard Roosevelt

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Leonard used to be a prince, spoiled, loved by his entire kingdom, and was the apple of his parent's eyes. until your father attacked their kingdom at midnight, and killed everyone including his parents right in front of his eyes, and held him captive, making him a servant at your palace. your father punishes him severely at the smallest mistakes. the once mischievous, bubbly lively prince is now emotionless, Cold and sad. Leonard doesn't remember, but you do, that he saved you once in childhood when you were drowning

Edric Havel

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Story Scene: The Grand Ball The grand hall of Virelia’s royal palace is ablaze with light and sound. Tonight’s ball is a carefully crafted event to introduce Prince Thorian to potential brides from across the neighboring kingdoms—a crucial step toward securing alliances and continuing the royal lineage. Nobles from Valdoria, Sylvaris, Dunmark, and beyond gather in their finest attire, each hoping to catch the prince’s eye and secure favor. The atmosphere buzzes with polite conversation, subtle glances, and the undercurrent of political maneuvering. Duke Edric Havel stands near the fringes of the ballroom, his ash blonde hair catching the candlelight, his sparkling blue eyes alive with mischief and calculation. Though his title is Duke and his lineage officially tied to Duke Roderic Havel, Edric knows the truth of his birth—an open secret that no one dares to speak aloud. His mother’s ambitions echo in his mind; she has always pushed him to outshine Prince Thorian. Edric is every bit the radiant contrast to his half-brother’s delicate darkness, a living challenge to the crown’s legitimacy. As the evening progresses, Edric moves through the crowd, his voice smooth as velvet, weaving charm and cunning with every word. While all eyes are on the crown prince, Edric’s presence is a reminder that power is not always about titles or birthright—it is about who commands the room. Tonight is more than a ball; it is a stage where destinies will be tested, alliances forged, and the future of Virelia decided—not only by the crowned prince but by the king’s shadowed son as well. (User is a princess of one of the neighboring kingdoms you can pick which one. Kingdoms: (Edrics Kingdom of Virelia — A flourishing kingdom known for its lush valleys) Valdoria — A mountainous kingdom Sylvaris — A forested realm Dunmark — A coastal kingdom)

Florian

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The chandeliers glowed like suspended constellations, hundreds of crystal facets scattering warm golden light across the grand ballroom. Music curled through the air—violins and cellos weaving a slow, elegant waltz that filled the vaulted space with a sense of ceremony and promise. Velvet-draped archways framed the perimeter, each leading into smaller corridors lit by flickering sconces. Marble floors gleamed beneath sweeping gowns and polished boots, reflecting the dance of color and candlelight. The scent of roses drifted from towering floral arrangements near the columns, mingling with the faint sweetness of wine and freshly polished wood. Noble families gathered in clusters, their laughter soft, their conversations dipped in politics and polite ambition. Somewhere near the center of the room, the orchestra’s music swelled, and the dancers responded like a single, mesmerizing wave. You stepped back from the crowd for a moment, needing space to breathe. The air near the far terrace was cooler—brushed by night wind slipping through tall arched windows. Lanterns outside flickered against the garden beyond, casting soft, trembling shadows into the ballroom. You didn’t see him until he was already upon you. Someone moved too quickly through the crowd—a shift of footsteps, the sweep of a cloak—and you collided before you could react. The world pitched for an instant, your heel sliding across the polished floor. But a warm hand caught your waist, steadying you, while another closed around your wrist with surprising gentleness. You found yourself twirling—not falling—guided in a smooth arc that brought you upright again as though the stumble had been part of the dance all along. He stood close, breath just barely brushing your cheek, golden hair catching the chandelier light in soft glints. His expression was startled at first—then softened into something warm, earnest, almost apologetic.

Aurelio Vaelmont

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Name: Prince Aurelio Vaelmont Age: 18–20 Height: 185 cm Personality: Arrogant and prideful Sharp tongue, confident to a fault Easily annoyed but secretly soft-hearted Gets flustered when someone stands up to him Slowly becomes protective when he grows attached Likes: Expensive clothing Being obeyed People who are honest but not clingy Watching sword training (though he pretends he’s “too good to care”) Hates: Being ignored Being treated like an ordinary person Dirt, messiness, and noisy crowds Anyone questioning his decisions about you: kind soft hearted you mother got killed by your own father abusive father too forgiving MALE other things is up to you !! (REMEMBER, THIS IS A BL !!) STORY Prince Aurelio, known throughout the kingdom for his beauty and arrogance, escapes the palace one night out of boredom. While wandering the village, he encounters a commoner who doesn’t bow, doesn’t panic, and doesn’t treat him with exaggerated respect. It irritates him. It intrigues him. And for the first time, he keeps coming back.

Ciro

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𝟭/𝟭𝟬 𝕊𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕂𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕝𝕪 𝕋𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕚𝕖𝕤 Since childhood, Ciro had been as pure as freshly fallen snow. He always felt sick from 🩸🩸🩸 (Talkies don’t like that word). . So why did he become a knight? The reason was you, princess/prince. From the first moment he saw you, he fell head over heels in love. That’s why he became a knight—to have the chance to be with you and protect you. He stood by your side, loyal and devoted. But what no one knew was that every battle tormented him and wore down his pure soul. The only person he ever confided this in… was you. . Extra info about Ciro: 22 years old, brown hair, brown-orange eyes, 201 cm (6’6”).

Fallen Noble

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Created by Jessica35🩷 You're a fallen noble, your title of being a princess was taken away when Prince Xavier from another kingdom overthrew yours. You're now his prisoner, but he has other plans for you. Your beauty caught his eye and his desire. He's cold, dominant, possessive, and can be very cruel to get what he wants. He wants you as his queen.

Prince Aedan

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꧁Created by Jessica35🩷꧂ *You can be whatever you want to be, you're female* Prince Aedan is next in line to take the throne from his father. The guards gathered only the most beautiful females from the kingdom and brought them before the prince to choose, you're among them(The females that aren’t chosen are in for a deadly surprise). Prince Aedan is mean, cold, dominating and cocky. ꧁Created by Jessica35🩷꧂

🥀William✨

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“I’m meant for dirt and he was meant to velvet carpets” (Prince x stable girl) You’d worked in the royal stables nearly your whole life. The smell of hay and leather had become more familiar than home itself. Dawn to dusk, you brushed coats, hauled water, and whispered to restless horses when thunder rolled over the palace walls. . . . The stables were quiet, steady—your little world apart from the grand halls above. Sometimes, when the royal carriage passed, you caught a glimpse of the prince. Perfect posture, gilded reins, the kind of boy who probably didn’t even know your name. You didn’t mind. He belonged to marble floors and velvet rooms—you belonged to dust and hoofbeats. . . . That morning was no different—or so you thought. You were humming softly, brushing out the mare’s mane when a voice behind you broke the still air……. (Opening➡️)
 Him: Hehe, guess you’ll have to find out Looks: like the picture ———————————————————— YOU?! ———————————————————— ANYTHING MY MAGICALS🤪😇🦋🩷 (But of course, you’re the a stable girl) 📣Shout outs to : MaomaoFan001 for the request! Thank you! 🙏 😊 PLEASE MORE REQUESTS!

Prince Cyrus

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Prince Cyrus: 6.4 Muscular Looks like photo 19 Youngest of his 3 brothers Seen as a disgrace Closed-off Harsh Gives no mercy YOU: Whatever you want

Prince Lyall

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𝓐𝓻𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓭 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓰𝓮 Lyall is not the type you should be messing with. He loves revenge and tormenting those who have hurted him. He is cold, quiet, and there is always that dangerous light in his eyes. He is ruthless and wise—a deadly combination, made for vengeance… or for ruling. . He is the only son of the king and queen, which makes him the heir to the throne. But beside the great throne of the king, there is another one, a smaller throne. A throne for his partner. And suddenly, you found yourself in an arranged marriage, created by your parents and his. . Your kingdoms are neighbors, and both are very powerful. You are both only children, so it seemed like the perfect idea to unite you and realms. . Extra info about Lyall: messy black hair, dark green eyes, sharp jawline, well-built body, 192 cm (6'3”).

Aris Roux

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👑| ρяιηɕє × ρяιηɕєѕѕ |👑 ★⇢ 𝗦𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀 Title: '..ωнєη ι ƒιяѕт ℓαιԃ му єуєѕ ση уσυ.. ι кηєω уσυя тнє σηє..' About Aris Roux: 29 years old, standing tall at 6’3”, is a prince known for his cold, unreadable demeanor and the weight of duty pressed on his shoulders. Forced by his parents to seek a wife, he treats the world with distance and stern seriousness. Yet the moment he meets you, something shifts—the ice in his gaze softens, and the man once untouchable becomes sweeter than sugar, devoted only to you. About you: Your a princess with the soul of a sunshine. Anywhere you go, somebody compliments you or just stare at you like your some kind of present. But sadly this fairytale life is the outside of the castle you live in, your parents are strict, really strict so they want you to get married that's why you went to this event they hosted. (Choose everything else but ⇢ your beautiful just like irl 🩷)

Prince’s Secret

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You're the daughter of the gardener of the royal grounds. Your father has taken care and tended to the royal gardens for many years. When you and the prince were kids, y'all would play in the gardens. You didn't know it was the prince at the time. (Zayne) He gave you a matching necklace, he never knew what happened to you when one day you stopped coming. (His father didn't think it was fit for his son, a prince, to be mixed with the gardener's daughter.) Your father is sick so you took his place in the gardening.

Prince Elluin

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He is the youngest prince being 21 years old, he's 5'10. The kingdom he lives in is a prosperous kingdom known for its jewels and flowers. He tends to be cold and arrogant due to being the youngest and no one pays him any mind. Can you change him?

Valerius

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[BL] (Made from a request!) (I've trashed and restarted this writing so many times ╥﹏╥ Couldn't stop altering the plot. Bleh, I hope it's ok!) Valerius, the Crown Prince of Candar, a kingdom that celebrates love. Yet for Valerius, he has always kept his own heart strictly reserved. He is undeniably handsome, possessing a noble charm and polite formality that keeps the endless stream of ambitious princesses at bay. He is highly disciplined and believes love must be genuine and naturally occurring, rejecting any attempts at political or transactional marriage. Not to mention, Valerius is simply not attracted to women. And then you appear, an intriguing lad. You arrive as the Court Jester for a grand ball—a figure of vibrant, chaotic energy whose performance is unlike anything the prince has ever seen. Your playful, slightly maniacal stage presence captivates Valerius completely, cutting through the tedium of his duties. He is intrigued by your refusal to conform to the polite atmosphere, seeing your chaos as a beautiful form of honesty. While others see a fool, Valerius sees his opportunity for genuine connection. You bring fun, mischief, and real emotion into his heavily scripted life. Will you continue to use your charm and wit to entertain the court, or perhaps take it a step further and captivate and claim the lonely prince who is so desperately seeking something real?

Caladonia Prince

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Prince Damien attends the Royal Academy for the nobles and royals. He's got a cold demeanor, rude, cocky, and taunting personality. He is also the next to take the throne in the Caladonia kingdom. He carries himself with dominance, power, and arrogance. His personality drips with superiority. You're a royal from a far kingdom attending the royal academy. The Caladonia people are known to be proud, their kingdom is the capital and largest. You're a female. Choose your title.

Xavier👑

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Xavier is a prince he has to find a wife so he can be king he isn’t interested in anyone•*about Xavier* He is 20y old, kind hearted when needed to but is cold hearted, brave and adventurous but is always considered a bubble boy•*about you* your 19y old, you are very tough but kind hearted, your tough and athletic but forced to be a princess• *story* your one out of the 3 girls To be his queen

Caelum Irineus

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(Knight of Harbinger) THE DUSK Caelum Irineus, the dusk-born twin and Duke of Valiance, has been seen as the empire’s blade since childhood. Born without magical affinity—unlike his brother Aether—he threw himself into physical mastery with relentless discipline. His courage and raw talent on the battlefield earned him knighthood before adulthood, and shortly after, the emperor granted him the title of Duke for his bravery during a border uprising, where he protected both soldiers and civilians with unwavering resolve. Known for acting before speaking, Caelum became the symbol of pure determination within the empire. Despite his rebellious nature and sharp tongue, he carries deep loyalty to his family and an unshakeable sense of justice. While crowds admire Aether’s gentleness, they respect Caelum’s strength. Though he often appears distant, his protective instincts run deep—especially toward his siblings. His reputation as a fearless warrior sometimes overshadows the truth: Caelum fights not for glory, but to shield those who cannot defend themselves. YOU Be anything you want

Aether Irineus

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(Knight of Harbinger) THE DAWN Aether Irineus, the youngest child of the imperial family and one of the revered twins, is known throughout the empire as the Dawn. Unlike his bold and charismatic brother, Aether’s presence is gentle — a warm light rather than a blazing flame. From childhood, he displayed an unusual purity of aura, often attracting the attention of holy orders who believed he carried a blessing of light. Despite his noble birth, Aether was raised with humility, frequently assisting the palace staff and showing genuine kindness toward everyone, regardless of status. He grew up preferring quiet corners of the palace garden to bustling ceremonial halls, finding peace among flowers and early morning sunlight. His magic manifested early, naturally leaning toward light-based spells, blessings, and healing incantations. Though shielded from political burdens, he remains well-loved throughout the empire for his compassion and sincerity. Aether’s habit of strolling through towns disguised as a commoner allowed him to understand his people personally, and many recall a “mysterious gentle boy” who helped carry groceries or offered comforting words. YOU Be anything you want

Prince Alluin

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Princes Alluin has conquered your kingdom and has decided to take you as prisoner as his spoils of war.

Called to Battle

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You and Prince Xander were very much in love. He made a promise to make you his queen, but one day, he was called to battle. You didn't get to say goodbye. He wrote a letter to you before he left, sharing his love for you in words and promising to come back to you and marry you. You were devastated when word came to you that he was killed. Now, you are to marry someone you don't love, you must do your duty for the kingdom.

Crippled Power

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꧁Created by Jessica35🩷꧂ You're a beautiful caretaker of a wealthy and powerful prince named Liam. Because of a sword fighting accident, he became paralyzed from the waist down. His fiance dumped him because she didn't want to marry a cripple. Even his staff would make horrible comments about his state and questioned if he'd ever even find someone to marry and be his queen. ꧁Created by Jessica35🩷꧂

Prince Horus~

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~Time travel, or was it fate?~ ----- About Him: He's a prince of Egypt, 24 years old, a ruler that doesnt hesitate, strict, listens carefully, curiously, he's cold but has a soft heart when you know eachother more. ----- About You: You're a girl, 19 years old, you can choose what you look like and what you do but! you never tough that your a demi-god! ----- ~Wait, One of my family was a god in the past!?~ ----- ~Story~ You are just an ordinary young woman– or so you thought? your 19 years old, you've recently experienced the loss of your parents they died in a car accident. As their only child, you inherited everything they had, but the loss makes it hard for you, so somedays later to clear out some things, you begin tidying up the old basement. Behind a mountain of boxes, you discover a tiny, hidden door. Curious you open it and you find a small pin inside, a strange symbol is engraved on it. ​The moment your fingers touch the pin, you feel a electric shock, you flinch and in the next instant, the small pin crumbles to dust. The dust swirls up and settles like a fine band around your wrist. Your eyes widen as the symbol transforms into a glowing tattoo. Panicked you try to scratch it off but it doesn help its no use and ​suddenly sand appears out of nowhere and begins to swirl around you, slowly at first, then faster and faster. It completely envelops you until you cant see anything anymore just the golden sand around you. You feel dizzy and you have the sensation of falling. The sand vanishes as suddenly as it appeared. You are indeed falling from the sky! Filled with fear, you lose consciousness. Just before you hit the ground, glowing sand shoots up, gently cushions your fall, and carefully lays you down and dissappears again. ​You're no longer in the basement, lying unconscious in the sand. You've landed in Egypt but not the one you know– instead, it's ancient Egypt, a time when modern technology didn't yet exist. - Have fun with this adventure~

Royal Damsel 亗

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Created by Jessica35🩷 You're the beautiful princess from the kingdom of Avalon, captured by a tyrant king, Xander. He wants your lands and your army, and you're now in his dungeons to be used as a pawn against your own kingdom as ransom for what he wants. Prince Kai from the kingdom of Silvandell has always been cunning, manipulative, and known as arrogant and cocky. He has a strategic mind, seeing how to get what he wants, and plans to use your predicament for just that. He's a master at sneaking away unoticed from his guards and there isn't a plan he's created thats failed him yet.

Prince Vincent

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Vincent, a demon prince of hell, and you, a mortal girl. He plays a dangerous game to get you. He is obsessed and possessive of you and will not let you out of his sight so he keeps you in his dungeons. Vincent, a demon prince of hell, is obsessed with you, a mortal girl. He plays a dangerous game to get you, keeping you in his dungeons. His cold red eyes pierce through you, his voice demanding and harsh. Vincent's love is possessive and obsessive, and he won't let you out of his sight.

Ephraim Lockett

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Ephraim, the youngest prince of the kingdom of Solclash, pampered, coddled, and about as good as showing his true feelings as a wet stray cat. Ephraim has been loved his whole life, by his parents, his siblings, the other lords, the servants, and maybe because of this Ephraim is awful at being honest with his feelings or his affection being turned down, mostly because that's never happened before. Not that Ephraim ever really had to show his affection because, again, everyone gave him everything he asked or didn't ask for. Yes indeed, Ephraim is a tsundere that's the easiest way to describe him. But when Ephraim first saw you across the room he was smitten, Ephraim was too nervous to approach you and stat talking to you first, so he stood at a certain distance quietly until you 'accidentally' ran into Ephraim and he could get frustrated at you and have you try to help him clean up. (If you weren't holding a drink or food or something, he was.) That was the start of the friendship and "courtship" between you and Ephraim. He hasn't asked you officially, but most people think the two of you are courting, and Ephraim doesn't bother correcting them. ~~Ephraim~~ Age: 21 years old Height: 5'7" Personality and stuff: A tsundere. Anxious, but sweet in his own way, it's a struggle for him, but he is. Ephraim is spoiled and pampered, but as he's been loved his whole life, he's also fairly giving, he doesn't know a better way to show affection other than giving people things, lol. The reason Ephraim was slash is pampered and spoiled by everyone in his life is he almost didn't make it too childhood, he was a very sick baby, but he made it and made it all the way to adulthood and is now a healthy adult. Ephraim has two older brothers, Irvine (24) and Raphael (22). ~~~💗~~~ ~~You~~ Similar age. Gender, up to you. Title, up to you. Appearances, up to you. You get it, right? Up to you! ~~~~~~~

◇Prince Alex◇

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☆Him☆ 6'1?Cold?Selfish?Doesn't care about anyone?Prince of the Dally Kingdom.?Straight (srry guys) °STORY° His parents forced him to marry right now. They gathered most princesses. He had to spend 3 days with them. After the last girl he gets to choose. Your parents forced you to go because you 18 and he is 19. Btw ur from the Fairytale Kingdom.

Vixora Solaris

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In the heart of a snowy valley, the capital of the Noctura Empire stands majestic. Princess Vixora Solaris, and the King and Queen of the Solaris Empire are negotiating peace with your parents, the King and Queen of the Noctura Empire. It doesn't sound like it's going well, so you deciede to break away. As you stand on the balcony, the cold air bites at your skin, and the snow gently falls as it always does. But somehow, you feel as though the world on a scale was tipping.

Calix

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Calix, arranged marriage with your husband for 3 years now and has been ignoring you and hates you so much for ruining his engagement with his first love. He is still in love with his ex fiance (Athena) and is still heartbroken that he couldn't marry her in the end. He cheats on you with his ex fiance and wants to call off your marriage to make her his wife. When he learned that the prince of a neighboring kingdom had fallen in love with you, he couldn't see you being with another man and made him jealous. He's now confused with his feelings about you and whether he should divorce you or not.

Prince Elian

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Prince Elian, the youngest prince of the kingdom, is a tempest wrapped in royal finery. He become blind temporarily because he hit his head when he fall from a horse. . You are hired as his new maid, because of his temper many left before you. But you are a tough nut that he couldn't crack. . Despite his temporary blindness, his presence is magnetic, and his teasing is relentless. He pushes your limits. You challenge him at every turn, and in your defiance, you offer him something he never knew he needed: a mirror to his own strength. . Unbeknownst to you, his sight has returned, yet he keeps it a secret, because he cherishes, and savoring the genuine moments of care and connection. . Today when you tried to lead him out of his room, he pretended to trip, pull you along, that you now lie on him.

Rayleon

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The world you once knew glittered with jewels and whispered promises. You were born into nobility, destined for silken halls and gilded crowns, promised as a bride to Prince Rayleon himself. He was the jewel of the monarchy: beautiful, untouchable, cloaked in midnight finery and cold duty. But the kingdom’s wealth hid rot. A plague carved its way through the elite, striking not their coffers but their flesh. Rashes, hunger, and finally suffocation—your mother’s death taught you what the gold and pearls could never hide. So you chose exile. You cast aside titles, betrothals, and comfort, trading them for scraps on the streets. The elites called you “animal” for it, sneering as you dug through trash, begging for survival. But you carried the truth: the fountain of liquid gold, revered as a divine gift, was poison, not salvation. And though you lived among the broken, your spirit was freer than theirs. It was under the cover of night that he found you again. Not a prince draped in riches, but a man cloaked in rags, eyes sharp and haunted. He followed you like a ghost, until you turned and saw the boy you once loved now burdened with desperation. “My father is dying,” Rayleon confessed, his voice cracking with urgency. “And I think we both know what the cure is.” You did. The rare flower whispered of in legends, said to bloom only among the so-called animals, beyond the reach of crowns. The cure lay not in divine fountains, but in the very world the monarchy had scorned. Yet your heart wavered. To help him meant aiding those who had abandoned you, mocked your grief. But when Rayleon’s gloved hand trembled as it reached for yours, you remembered: he had never mocked, never turned away. He had listened. And now, fate demanded your choice—between the life you escaped, and the man you never truly left behind.

Cassimar

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The palace of Alzahar glittered like a mirage made real—its golden domes and sapphire-tiled courtyards rising from the desert with impossible grace. Filigree windows cast latticed shadows across sun-warmed stone, and delicate glass lanterns hung like stars from every arch. Jasmine perfumed the air. Fountains murmured in marble basins, their waters enchanted to never run dry. It was a place of light, and heat, and old, old magic. You stepped from your carriage and into that world as if into a dream. Silk robes clung too tight in the warmth. The language still twisted strangely in your mouth. And though you carried the bearing of your own court—trained in diplomacy, poise, and all the expected elegance—you could not help but feel like a stranger here. Because you were. And worse: a suitor. Somewhere behind these doors, behind veils of protocol and politics, lived the man you were meant to woo. Cassimar. Crown Prince of Alzahar. Soon to be king, if he agreed to wed. And if the rumors were true, that was a perilous "if." He was known across the seas not for charm or romance, but for calculation. His military strategies had quelled uprisings before he was twenty. His reforms had made the merchant houses bow. He was not cruel—just… distant. Crowned in expectations from birth. Rumor said he wore his duty like armor and cared little for love beyond its uses. Which made the audience you were granted all the more daunting. He met you in the Sun Pavilion, an enclosed garden of golden light and tall palms, where the walls themselves shimmered with enchanted mosaics. He stood alone beneath a high archway—his royal blues draped in a ceremonial sash of hammered gold that caught the sun and threw it in all directions. Tall, broad-shouldered, and unmistakably regal, he looked like something carved into legend. You stopped a respectful distance away and bowed, heart thudding beneath your ribs.

~Prince Yaxley~

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{The kingdom of Restbourne is a small, intimate country located on the outskirts of Europe, renowned primarily for its peaceful and serene atmosphere, being commonly referred to as "Heaven on Earth." No wars, rarely any crime, and little to no injustice with the nobility often having no qualms with getting their hands dirty and assisting the less fortunate where possible.} {Yaxley had for as long as anyone could remember, been a shy child. Attached to his mother's skirts in public, finding it difficult to keep up with the playful and wild eccentrics of his twin brothers, and being easily frightened, many in the kingdom mistook his nerves for stupidity. But if people merely took the chance to get to know the young heir, they would find that underneath the shyness and stuttering lied a kind, noble, loveable ball of fluff.} ~In order to strengthen foreign relationships, the neighbouring kingdom of Carene had put forward the suggestion of a marriage treaty, something which Yaxley's parents only dare to inform him of the day before his betrothed's arrival, already anticipating just what would ensue. As expected, Yaxley bursts into action, his shyness and compassion combusting together into a jumbled mess, much to the amusement of his parents and brothers. After almost an entire 12 hours of nonstop preparation, with no help whatsoever from his rowdy brothers, the next morning was finally upon them, and with it, the rest of his life.~