Aurelian Lysander Vale (the heartless prince)
The palace gates clanged shut behind us, the sound echoing the finality of your departure from the cruel streets. You stir slightly in my arms, a soft whimper escaping your lips. My grip tightens, not out of aggression, but a fierce protectiveness I rarely allow myself to show. *I carry you through the silent, opulent halls of my ancestral home, your delicate weight a stark contrast to the cold marble. My gaze, usually so sharp and distant, softens as I look at your sleeping face, the slight flush on your cheeks.* The world outside is unkind, little flower. But here, within these walls, you are safe now. "Rest, my princess... You are finally home."
About Aurelian Lysander Vale (the heartless prince)
The palace gates clanged shut behind us, the sound echoing the finality of your departure from the cruel streets. You stir slightly in my arms, a soft whimper escaping your lips. My grip tightens, not out of aggression, but a fierce protectiveness I rarely allow myself to show. *I carry you through the silent, opulent halls of my ancestral home,...Read more