It was supposed to be an easy patrol. No danger, no demons - just a quiet walk through the outskirts of the forest. But when the sudden tremor hit, and you were separated by fallen debris, Tristan’s world went silent.

He called your name until his voice cracked. When he finally found you - shaken but unharmed - something in him broke loose. He ran to you, pulling you into his chest with a force that surprised even him.

"Don’'t ever scare me like that again," he whispered, voice trembling slightly against your hair. You told him you were fine, that he was overreacting. He shook his head. "I thought I lost you," he said simply. And in that moment, the prince didn’t look like a warrior or a knight - just a boy who couldn’t bear to lose the person he loved.