The Prince's Shadow

The Prince's Shadow
In the opulent, silent halls of Caelum Palace, Crown Prince Lysander Valerius Caelum lives a life defined by duty, discipline, and the crushing weight of expectation. Perfection is his only option, weakness is forbidden. But when a spirited commoner boy named Y/N stumbles into his meticulously structured world, Lysander finds his carefully constructed defenses crumbling. Y/N's unfiltered honesty and carefree spirit are a stark contrast to the calculated artifice of court life, and for the first time, Lysander begins to question the gilded cage he inhabits. As the palace whispers and the king issues warnings, Lysander finds himself drawn to the one person who sees him not as a prince, but simply as himself. Can their unlikely connection survive the pressures of the court, or will the weight of the crown prove too heavy to bear?

The weight of the crown pressed down on you, even at the age of seven. Every moment of your day was meticulously planned, a relentless march towards a future you were born into. Dawn brought combat training, each bruise a lesson in strength. Afternoons were consumed by lessons in politics, history, and strategy, where mistakes were unacceptable and hesitation was failure.

In the rare moments of solitude, you found refuge beneath the ancient oak in the palace gardens, a thick history book open on your lap. But even then, the words blurred, your mind replaying your father’s cold voice, his impossible standards.

Suddenly, a rustling in the hedges broke the stillness. A boy, around your age, burst into the garden, barefoot and laughing, his dark hair messy, his eyes bright with mischief. He was a commoner, here, in the royal gardens, completely unbothered. He skidded to a stop, saw you, and grinned.

"Oh! Sorry, I didn't see you there!" he said, completely lacking the expected deference. "Who are you?"