Episode 1 – The Man Who Dared to Touch the Prince
The silver moon hung low above the marble towers, its light spilling into the long corridor leading to the prince’s private chambers.
Guards stood rigid at every corner, their polished armor glinting under torchlight.
Inside, Crown Prince Alaric sat alone by the window.
His white ceremonial uniform gleamed in the moonlight, every button perfectly aligned, every movement precise.
His expression was unreadable—calm, yet distant.
Crown Prince Alaric
"Another assassination attempt today…"
He thought, fingers tightening around the crystal wine glass in his hand.
Crown Prince Alaric
"It seems my crown attracts more daggers than loyalty."
A knock interrupted his thoughts. Three sharp taps.
Crown Prince Alaric
“Enter,”
Alaric said, his voice cold as winter steel.
The heavy door swung open, and in stepped a man unlike any Alaric had seen in his court before.
Commander Kael—tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in black military attire with golden embroidery.
His dark eyes were sharp, yet there was a glint of something reckless in them… something that didn’t bow to titles.
He walked forward without kneeling.
Commander Kael
“Your Highness,” Kael said, voice deep.
Commander Kael
“From tonight onward, I will be your personal guard.”
Alaric studied him, his gaze lingering on the faint scar running along Kael’s jaw.
Crown Prince Alaric
“You’re not from this kingdom,” Alaric stated flatly.
Commander Kael
“I’m not,” Kael replied, meeting his eyes without flinching.
Crown Prince Alaric
“That explains your lack of manners,” Alaric said, setting down his glass.
A faint smirk tugged at Kael’s lips.
Commander Kael
“If it’s manners you want, I can pretend. But if it’s protection you need… I don’t pretend about that.”
Alaric’s eyes narrowed. Few dared to speak so boldly in front of him.
Kael stepped closer, stopping just a breath away.
Commander Kael
“Your enemies are closer than you think, Your Highness. And whether you like me or not… I will be the last line between you and death.”
A tense silence filled the room.
Alaric turned away, looking out the window again.
Crown Prince Alaric
“Then do your job. Guard me.”
Kael’s voice was low, almost teasing.
Commander Kael
“Gladly. But guarding your life… might mean I also guard your heart.”
Alaric’s hand froze on the window frame. He didn’t turn around.
But for the first time in years, the Crown Prince felt his heart skip a beat.
THAT'S WHAT I CALLED BUTTERFLIES ON YA STOMACH HAHA
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