#ikémen prince keith

[judenostopwaitkeepgoing]

Ok but why have i been sleeping on keith from ikeprince?? do people not like him?? like i never see keith stans!! his route is actually so cute so far (granted i'm only on Ch 6). do people have reservations about the probably v inaccurate dissociative identity disorder representation? that's what was giving me the ick initially! but the way he's written is actually so exciting?? am i crazy?? keith stans wya!!??

[judesmoonbeauty]

IT’S HAPPENING!!!

[aquilapolariz]

KEITTTTHHHH ughh this was such a lovely story- i feel that the mutual pining and realization of feelings works ESPECIALLY good with his character!!!

The gentle stag Rewrites the stars  

The gentle stag Rewrites the stars  

Fandom: Ikemen Prince

Pairing: Keith x MC

Part of : Ikemen Prince Gift Exchange hosted by @ikemen library and @sunnyikemen

Gift for @ridiculouslly-ridiculous, I really hope you may like it 🤗

Tag: Slow burn Mutual pining Party Stargazing Realization of feelings Confession of requited feelings First Kiss Fluff

Word Count : 3.962

Author’s Note: The so very friendly and not at all romantic relationship she has with Keith begin to get more intimate when he invites her over to a ball held to celebrate his birthday.

Pleasant occasion turn the ball into a stargazing date, where they realize the feeling they have for one another and couldn't hide any longer, for nothing resist to the almighty power of Love. 🥰

Side Note: All the images were found on Pinterest-Google and I was unable to find the source, please if any of you know the owner tell me and I will provide to give the artist the credit for the image.

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@kissmetwicekissmedeadly @aquagirl1978 @violettduchess @atelieredux @klutzyroses @randonauticrap @thewitchofbooks @princess-pray-a @judejazza @itsmyara

You can find me on AO3 as QueenJuliet 😊

Thank you for everyone who will like, reblog, or comment please be gentle with me english is not my first language so please do not leave rude comments I apologise for eventual errors I hope you will like it 😊

“It isn’t a date.”

What I hoped to be a confident assertion of my plan for the night did nothing but elicit giggles and knowing smirks from all the princes, sat around the round table.

Leon was the first to break the ice, or as well melt it with the warmth of his smile.

“Alright then, if you say so we believe you, it's true guys ?” 

I hoped they would have listened to him … but in vain, as I noticed seeing Jin smirk as he spoke breezily.

“Of course darling, an invite to a party, in his country, really sounds like a casual stroll to me.” 

I sighed as much as I hated that impression he was right, and yes I may have been getting my hopes up a little bit, but he was such a wonderful gentleman, and it was impossible not to love him. 

“Be careful out there.” Licht hidden kindness melted my heart, I met his eyes melting at the sight of a soft light smile curling his lips, I didn’t shy away from requiting with one of my own

“I will, thanks for the advice.”

“Remember to pay attention to your outfit,  and don’t dare look sloppy on your date.” Yves' warning makes me smile with gratitude, of course I should avoid it or else the nobles will mock me, easily ignoring the fact he called it a date,

“Thank you I will, don’t worry.”

“As if.” his haughty attitude didn't change a bit but the slightly more relaxed smile curling his lips told me another story.

Truth to be told, Keith's wicked side intrigued me like his soft one, the fact I was the only one in Rhodolite to know of his birthday and of his sides maybe made me special to him somehow, or at least I hoped so.

I turned at the sound of a scoff, coming from the head of the table opposite to Leon, in time to see a little smile play on Chevalier’s lips before he resumed his usual stern expression. 

If even he didn’t  believe me then it was useless to hope someone else would, if even he saw our meetings as dates I can only imagine what kind of rumors had spread around the courts about us.

“Dearie me. Who could have imagined you would have been conquered by him of all people?”  I glared at Clavis, ignoring his amber eyes gleaming mischievously, immediately backed up by Nokto,

“He certainly played his card right little lady, you got to admit it.” the foxy grin on his smile tickling on my nerves, pushing me t to give him a piece of my mind

“He isn't my lover.” I declare in a futile attempt at dissuading them from a truth everyone saw but me.

“Not yet.” 

“As much as I am fascinated by Keith.” I do my best to ignore the accomplices smiles Julie and Luke kept giving one another as they look up at me, mentally slapping my face for pronouncing his name, like we were intimate, we are a bit, but still, I sigh heavily, great now everyone knows what I feel for him, confirming things they already thought on their own anyway. 

“Prince Keith is only a friend. I know my place.”

Or at least, I should have known my adoration with him would have done nothing but hurt us both. Everyone knew it but him, blissfully unaware and careless of the supposed forbiddance of that feeling while our meetings became more and more similar to romantic trysts than mere strolls.

“As you desire sweetie.” a playful smile curled Julie’s lips glimmering in her bright green eyes, knowing her fondness for matchmaking I am sure she saw straight through my lies, but it was the best I could offer to fool myself with a non-existent distance between us.

“Thank you for listening to me.” I took advantage of the courtesy to calm down my heart beating furiously in my chest, with measured steps I walked toward the door, my hand was on its knob … when a crystal clear voice reached my ear.

“Enjoy your rendez-vous alors.” a Cheshire cat grin danced on her lips, receiving only a hearty chuckle as answer to my glare.

Once out of the door I let out a sigh I didn't know I was holding in until now, affection swelling in my heart at the thoughtfulness they had for me, even though someone showed that better than others, and with a spring in my step I direct myself toward my room, basking in the excitement filling my heart at the prospect of that night party.

The afternoon flew by in an instant, my effort to study was useless, since the only thing in my mind was him. Love was forbidden between a commoner and a noble or, at least, was a lot more difficult than how I read it to be in countless fairytales … but how can you rule the unruly, govern the ungovernable, put rules to emotions, and oblige the heart to follow them?

Brief answer: you can’t. 

I sigh heavily, pushing aside the book I was reading, yet another way to cram my head with etiquette and rules that I should have followed to disguise myself as a noble, hoping for it to be enough to earn my place by his side  …  if only Keith, too,  would have been so crazy as to favor love over politics regarding marriage matters. 

Wondering if our love was starcrossed or written above the stars, I looked to them beginning to twinkle in the early evening sky, still colored with the warm hues of the setting sun in search of answers to questions that kept me thinking all through the day, especially after a totally casual and not at all romantic meeting of ours.

The ever present mantra of not getting too close to him flew out from the window the instant he appeared in my mind, making a jolt of blush spread across my cheeks as I adjusted the tiara on my curls in front of the mirror, mindful to adjust every detail to perfection, running my hands over the soft jade velvet of the gown, a color I chose thinking of him alike the nature themed accessory completing my outfit.

The carriage ride to Jade took longer than expected but I didn’t pay any attention to it, too lost in the admiration of the flourishing countryside scenery out of the window. 

The drumming of my heartbeat only got louder as I caught a glimpse of the Royal palace, dazzling bright like a gleaming Jade stone surrounded by a thick forest amidst the blue velvet of the night sky, embroidered with stars, that so many times Keith and I looked at  together.

I ran my fingers nervously over the richly decorated envelope, an official invite to his birthday party, sighing dreamily I caressed his signature, a flamboyant calligraphy I would have recognized amidst thousands.

A celebration he always felt no need for, but everyone insisted on celebrating as he confessed albeit shily to me only a few days prior as we were having tea together … and not that too was not a date … perhaps ? 

Nervously I stir my fingers on the gown adjusting invisible crinkles, before rushing to take a mirror pocket from my pochette to check out on my makeup and straight the tiara on my curls, to distraction myself I pick up the coins he gifted me rolling it between my thumb and forefingers, letting out a sigh to dispel my anxiety, smiling fondly at the memory of how he taught me how to make it dance in my palm, even though I was not even good enough as him I liked keep playing, reminiscing all the times we spent together, swelling my heart with all the love I and for him and was doing my best to forget but in vain.

The palace got bigger at each roll of the wheels on the cobblestone mixing with the horses’ hooves as the rhythmic undulation of the carriage slowed as we approached the gates, trailing off in a path surrounded by a rainbow of flowers and foliage billowing in the wind greeting the guests. 

My heart beat so loudly almost drowning the music coming from inside, I place and hand over it overwhelmed by a rush of anxiety mixed with excitement as the carriage came to a halt in front of his entrance.

I slide off as gracefully as possible letting the excitement for the night that awaited for me lead the way, pushing away all my nervousness as I smile, concentrating myself to not fall from my high heels keeping a straight composure as I approach the throne placed on a mezzanine floor, with the windows on their back.

I catch my breath at his sight I didn’t know it was possible but he looked even more gorgeous than ever in his formal clothes shining like a Jade under the light of the moon, shaking my head I focus on my courtesy, after the attendant presented me as the daughter of a Rhodolite noble, a surge of pride swelled in my chest at the small satisfied smile playing on his lips.

I let out a sigh of relief I didn't know I was holding in until now, meeting his amber gaze as I rose from my position, smiling at his thoughtfulness at the sight of him descending the stairs to come greet me.

“You looked really beautiful tonight, as ever.” His compliment makes a surge of pride swell in me, as I unconsciously bow to him, sliding my fingers over the front of my gown, letting the softness of the velvet under my fingers calm me down a little bit.

I lower my head bashfully to hide my blush behind the fan gazing at his heart melting expression, a tender smile curled on his lips, radiating acceptance and kindness glimmering in his golden eyes as he took my hand in his leaving a gentle kiss on my knuckles, enough to set my skin on fire, I tried to refresh fanning myself but in vain, for the warmth of his hands still lingered on mine even after he retracted it.

“Thank you so much for coming, it made me so happy to have you here today.”

My heart jumped in my chest at the honesty in his voice, so different from the shallow lies of the nobles I got used to during my time at the palace.

“It was my pleasure and honor to meet you, Prince Keith. May I wish you a pleasant and mirthful birthday.”

"It is now that you are here with me." the earnestness of his heartfelt confession bring a smile to my lips as he tucked a rebel curl behind my ear, ignoring the way my heart raced out of control at the warm contact of his fingers brushing on my cheeks, while an hint of sensuality flickered on his honeyed eyes for a brief second, enough to make me yearn for more.

There was a hint of shyness in his smile as he gazed back at me, while a soft rosy blush crept up on his cheeks making my heart swell with love I held for him, enhanced by the tenderness I saw reflected in his golden eyes as he leaned to me, his breath fanning on my cheeks distracting me from everything else, moment I savour to the fullest revelling in the little touch of his chest brushing against my breast, as my heart galloped wildly in a frenzy from his allure.

“I would like to show you something.” He bit his bottom lip, fidgeting with his own fingers before raising his wide doe-like eyes to look at me with such a heart melting gaze I couldn’t deny anything to 

“Do you want to come with me ?” his almost pleading tone pulled at my heartstring, I tenderly placed my gloved hand over his own.

“Of course, lead me.” The sun dawned once more on his features brightened by such a pure soft smile I stared in awe at, I would go with you anywhere if you asked me a secret wish I keep to myself.

I bask in his manly warm hands engulfing mine as he lead me to a secret passage directed to his personal astronomy tower that only he would grace his presence upon, since he kindly explained to me that the astronomer was too engrossed in a deep discussion with the librarian to ever notice or care about the falling stars scheduled for that night to happen.

“I see well it’s cute that is happening today. It's like a gift from the universe.”

I sense him smiling as he gently squeezing my hand in his,

“Moreover I hope you will like my present when you open it, I left it at the entrance with the others.” 

“Trust me, your presence here is the best gift I could ever receive from you.” 

his soft voice dripped with tenderness as he squeezed my hand, turning around to give me a heart melting smile, so bright to shine even through the darkness of the corridor.

Once arrived there I follow him out on the balcony, my breath catch in my throat, mesmerized by the view of the Kingdom stretching before my eyes, shrouded in darkness almost a continuation of the night sky, with the stars sliding down to play hide and seek from clouds to the towns’ houses, a sight so beautiful to entrance me completely, smiling at the pleasant contact of his masculine forms hovering over next to me while his pinky finger ever so shily crawl on the railing to overlap with mine. 

I looked up at him but he simply smiled, enraptured by his handsome features I smiled back at him, squeezing his hand as he engulfed mine in his once more.

“It is so … beautiful.” I manage to murmur as I stare in awe at the sight, sliding to look back at him, the light of the lanterns dancing on his alluring features

“I am so happy you like it.” 

“Look out there for the falling star, don’t forget to make a wish-” 

“-And it will be granted.” I continue smiling at him, revelling in our shared knowledge.

Curiosity and hope got the best of me and before I know it I had my eyes glued to the sky feeling his pinky finger ever so slowly crawl to entwine with mine as I look briefly at him, seeing a soft smile plastered on his lips as he feigned innocence staring at the stars, reflected in his golden eyes.

I bask in that intimate contact hoping from the bottom of my heart the darkness could conceal the red blush of my cheeks, the same shade of rose I saw dusting over his as I softly squeezed his fingers, he ever so softly entwined with mine.

A bit of time passed by and nothing was in sight, so much so that I was thinking that maybe the towns’ light overshine over the stars … when suddenly I saw it.

A comet rushing amidst them all, burning bright, like my love for him, piercing through the clouds near the moon.

Unable to stay still I beam brightly pointing out excitedly at the sky

“I saw one, there.” I smile at him, unable to look away from the galaxy reflected in his gaze as the lights of the lanterns and the moon danced in the golden pool of his eyes.

“You seem to be lucky tonight, I have yet to see any.”

“Don’t be upset. I am sure you will see one too soon.”

“Have you expressed your wish?”

“Yes.” I confess bashfully 

“But I don’t know if it became true.” I trail off, looking down at the towns’ below, wondering if maybe I could belong there too, a wishful dream I brush off shaking my head from the bittersweet thought of what could have been … if only I would have been a noble but I wasn’t and so I was forced to see my love off with another, I clutch my fingers on my heat to calm the painfully tug at the thought.

“Why not ?” His tone dripping with concern as he leaned next to me, brushing his thumb on the back of my hand, managing to calm be it for a while my racing heart, making my focus shift back to him

“It … too strange that is.” I looked briefly up at him, in time to see surprise in his widened eyes, while a sympathetic smile played on his lips.  

“I am sure it will.” 

His support warmed my heart as I squeeze his hand before going back to gaze at the sky, doing my best but failing at forgetting the love I felt for him, or else this would have led us to our downfall and the mere idea of hurting him was unbearable to me, desiring from the bottom of my heart for him to be happy.

A bit of time went by and I kept my eyes open for any sign of a falling star, ready to indicate that to him and gave him the chance to make a wish too, all that to earn that bright, tender smile of his that never failed to make my heart swell with love and affection for him.

I had just thought that when his gentle voice shook me from my reveries

“I saw one too.” 

“You made your wish Keith ?” I leaned over with curiosity, I know well it was forbidden to tell it but a part of me wondered what he used it for … but with great astonishment he shook his head, his tone unusually serious as he looked straight at me.

“Wishing upon a star? What for when I have everything I could have wished for and more right there, in my arms.” 

His masculine brawny body engulfing me in his hug, I looked up at him seeing affection glimmering in his amber gaze, glimmering like molten gold at the warm suffused light coming from the lanterns of the balcony.

It was too good to be true, he was a prince and I was … well I a commoner faking to be a noble even though he knew of it this didn’t changed the difference in our status

“Keith please.” I beg, half hoping he wasn’t joking for my heart would have not take too well the delusion of my feelings being teased so openly 

“It is not a lie” his words filled my heart with hope, as it began to race out of control in my chest so much I was sure he could hear it too. 

“But your duty …”

“Is to follow my heart and that is what I am doing.This always has been the best thing to do for us in Jade and I am no exception.” This statement took me off guard, I always assumed Royalty everywhere married off just for duty and alliance but he proved me wrong and no one knows how much I was immensely grateful for it.

“But who can love someone like me.” My insecurities speaking up before I had a chance to shut them up, I bit my lip trailing my gaze on my fingers curled on his chest,

“I will.” his sturdy fingers cupped my face, raising me to meet his gaze, unwavering, loyal and honest like I came to know both his sides to be.

“I am not tricking you, please trust me.” a plea dripping over his tone pushing me to let down my guard, as I always did around him looking back into his gaze

“I love you.” the brightness of a thousand suns glimmering in his honey eyes, pouring over his tender smile.

“Oh Keith I love you too.” 

The sensation of his lips on mine was nothing like I expected it, it was far better, it really felt like we were melting into one another, it was shy and a bit clumsy I felt his hands curl on my hips to help me remain on my feet as I  get swept off by the soft movements of his lips savouring mine, while I grip my fingers on his shirt, afraid he may slip off if I loosened my clutch … but there was no need to, as he proved wrapping his arms around me holding me close to his chest.

Reluctantly he pulled away leaning his forehead to mine, brushing his thumb on my cheeks, before trailing it over my sensitive bottom lip, a dreamy sigh escaped my lips immediately robbed by his lips landing once more on mine,it was a brief kiss but enough to let me desiring for more, enhanced by his warm breath fanning over my swollen lips.

“Please grant me the honor of being my fiancé.”

The honest affection filling his golden eyes mesmerize me, driving me in further into that golden pool I wished to swim in with him … and now finally could after week spent wishing and dreaming to become his lover,

“Oh Keith. Yes.” the diamond on the ring glimmered in the sheer light of the moon witness of that peculiar engagement as he ever so gently slide it on my ring finger, unknowingly setting my heart ablaze with indescribable happiness and swollen with love, racing in my chest with all the affection I held for him, I hoped to convey tip toeing to leave a tender kiss on his soft cheeks, revelling in his rosy blush.

Surely he would have had a lot of things to explain to the court sooner or later, like I should have to after all …  but for now all that mattered was us, alone on his balcony sharing a promise with only the stars as guardians of our love.

I welcomed the softness of his lips melting once more on mine in a sweet, tender kiss, robbing me of any coherent thought as he embraced me ever so strongly swallowing the ever soft whimpers escaping from my lips as he deepened the kiss, while my fingers dived in his soft grey curls and his own tightened around my hips as he hold me close to him.

Reluctantly he pulled away brushing a gentle kiss on my forehead as he took my hands in  his, placing a gentle kiss on their knuckles looking straight at me 

“I love you my little bunny always and forever.” his heartfelt confession moved me to the core, I did my best to reciprocate.

“I love you too, my stag, all of you, so very much.” 

He placed his head on mine, pulling me in a slow improvised waltz on the balcony floor, I eagerly followed, leaning my head on his chest, hearing our hearts beating in sync like one, like the soulmates we were destined to be.

The princes of Rhodolite were right since the beginning this was a date, and no one knew how much happy it made me to have been able to finally confess that feeling I held secretly hidden in my heart until that moment 

Love was a gift, I always believe in that, but no one of all my books prepared me for this, to love and to be loved was pure bliss, it filled your heart with affection and happiness, a passion smoldering as the sun and ten fold as bright, inexplicable to describe and I was grateful to all the universe for making that possible, bringing us together as written above the stars since the beginning of the universe and for all eternity.

[ikemenlibrary]

Ikémen Prince Gift Exchange Masterlist

Thank you to everyone who chose to participate in this event and helped make it a success! Everyone is so talented, and I am in awe of all of you <3 Going through all your pieces have been truly enjoyable and I've loved every minute of it!

Prove It To Me | Jin Grandet x Reader | by @nightghoul381 for xxsycamore

They Say Distance Makes The Heart Grow Fonder | Nokto Klein x Emma (MC) | by @xxsycamore for nightghoul381

Unaccepted Together | Clavis Lelouch x Reader | by @nightghoul381 for scummy-writes

Autumn Daze | Gilbert Von Obsidian x MC | by @scummy-writes for daegupaksu

A Starry Tryst (Artwork) | Nokto Klein x Noele (OC) | by @daegupaksu for drachonia

Sea at Sunrise (Artwork) | Silvio Ricci x MC | by @drachonia for nightghoul381

Bookmarked Dialogue | Keith Howell x Julie (OC) | by @ikemenlibrary for queengiuliettafirstlady

The Gentle Stag Rewrites The Stars | Keith Howell x MC | by @queengiuliettafirstlady for ridiculouslly-ridiculous

Princess Picnic Pick Me Up | Rio Ortiz, Clavis Lelouch, Silvio Ricci, Gilbert Von Obsidian, MC | by @ridiculouslly-ridiculous for misty-moth

Peter Clavis and the Lost Boys (Artwork) | Clavis Lelouch, Nokto Klein, Luke Randolph | by @misty-moth for pondlilies00

Take a Rest (Artwork) | Sariel Noir x MC | by @pondlilies00 for alydra (bluejay-writes)

This is fine. | Chevalier Michel x MC | by @bluejay-writes for randonauticrap

Ember Glows the Heart | Leon Dompteur x MC/Reader | by @randonauticrap for myonlyjknight

A Clavish Day Off | Clavis Lelouch x MC | by @myonlyjknight for claviscollections

Petrichor | Yves Kloss x MC/Reader | by @claviscollections for pillowpillowillow

The Voyager Prince (Artwork) | Silvio Ricci | by @pillowpillowillo for aquilapolariz

In Business, In Life | Silvio Ricci x Hyacinth (OC) | by @aquilapolariz for tacogawa

La Belle et la Bête (Artwork) | Leon Dompteur x MC | by @tacogawa for kokorokai

The Tyrant's New Wife (Artwork) | Silvio Ricci x Airin D'Avalos (OC) | by @kokorokai for airin-queenz

Chilly Morning's Date | Licht Klein x MC | by @airin-queenz for ikemenlibrary

Read to Me | Chevalier Michel x MC | by @ikeromantic for aquagirl1978

What Was I Made For | Gilbert Von Obsidian x Rosemary (OC) | by @aquagirl1978 for prisoniclover

Return | Leon Dompteur x Emma (MC) | by @prisoniclover for chirp-a-chirp

Cat-astrophe | Clavis Lelouch x MC | by @chirp-a-chirp (with art by @aide-falls) for katriniac (ohtomatotome)

Getting There is Half the Fun | Keith Howell x Emma (MC) | by @ohtomatotome for violettduchess

Practical Magic | Clavis Lelouch x Emma (MC) | by @violettduchess for ikeromantic

[animehusbandharem]

Ikémen Prince ✨Vibe✨ Board: Keith

See the rest of the Princes here

[v-anrouge]

and I think you've seen my other main darlings (Keith, Charles, and Will), but from Ikémen Prince, here is my main darling. my husband. my love. Sariel Noir~♡

he's a palace minister, the king's regent, and is known as the "palace devil". Sariel's background is mysterious, but he's a lot softer and sweeter than he seems. he has high expectations for you, but is kind and thoughtful as well, and - again - is a massive tease (it's literally, canonically his hobby).

(actually, he's a lot like Barbatos in a number of ways, including his role, his demeanour, and even the fact that he dislikes rats??)

i saw that guy and i literally a cannot describe how badly I need him. i want him. Badly. Terribly.. 100/10

[sebfreak]

Ikémen Prince: Keith Route Trailer

[hakuoyuki]

What are you most excited about for Ikémen Prince Act 2?

Oh I look forward to soooo many things.

Sariel please reveal your past (I have a theory that I'm waiting to see if it's true. If it is, Sariel please reveal more about Previous King, maybe his name this time, and reveal more of the princes' childhood mischiefs)

Rio who exactly are you. (Again, I have a theory about this too. But it's much less concrete than Sariel. One thing for sure though, I wonder what exactly is his relationship with Silvio)

Silvio's route. (Pretty sure Nokto is going to have quite a role here 👀)

Keith's double personality 👀 (As confirmed in Hatano-san's interview)

Gilbert, what exactly is the state of Obsidian's royal family's family tree a;slfjksdf (Clavis' route gave us some insight on Obsidian's political affairs and it.... raises more question.)

To put it simply, give me more lore :D

But to be very honest, what I'm most excited about is the possibility of sequel routes (and more Cyril cameos)

[ikemenlibrary]

Bookmarked Dialogue (Ikémen Prince)

Pairing: Keith Howell x July (OC) Summary: Keith finds solace within the walls of a tiny bookstore, reveling in the love of the shopkeeper. This is their story.

Word Count: 4.5k

Warnings: Self deprecation on both sides

A note from the author: I had the privilege of writing this for @queengiuliettafirstlady for the Ikémen Prince Gift Exchange hosted by @sunnyikemen and myself. What started as a small cute fluffy fic blossomed into way more, and I enjoyed writing every second of it! I hope you enjoy this Julie! Thank you for giving me the opportunity to explore July and Keith's wholesome relationship!

“Can you read me a story?”

It started long ago, before either of them knew how deeply their feelings would expand over two countries. Keith was a visiting prince in Rhodolite, and July was managing a bookstore in town run by her uncle. 

She had noticed Prince Keith right away. As a citizen of Jade, she had heard stories of the gentle prince; so kind that even his maids gave him gifts randomly to thank him for his hospitality. From across the town square, with a fountain between them, Keith’s soft golden eyes met July’s green, and from that moment forward, she was a goner. Her heart panged harshly in her chest as his eyes followed her every move and July made sure to take her time arranging the flowers she had bought in town for the pots outside of the bookstore. She wanted to spend more time away from the inside, she wanted to use that time to admire Keith’s gentle smile as he shopped around the square, and only when he hopped in a carriage with the official Rhodolite crest - headed back to the castle, presumably -, did she return back inside for the rest of her duties. 

He had approached her the next day, bowing graciously as he entered the small and cluttered bookstore, leading July to curtsy awkwardly in the small space. With Keith’s giant form inside, there wasn’t much more room left for July to move around, much less greet the Prince with a proper welcome. He apologized profusely for the intrusion, a gentle blush on his cheeks as she brushed off his concerns with a warm and welcoming smile, introducing him to the bookshop.

Nevertheless, he offered her only kindness as he asked for book recommendations on the history of Rhodolite, and he found solace in her bright smile as July relaxed into her specialty, talking his ear off about all the various things she’s learned about since coming to help her uncle in the little bookstore.

In their short time together, they learnt a lot from each other; Keith learned that July had come from Jade, and was here out of the kindness of her own heart to help her elderly uncle, and in turn, learn more about herself. July learned that even though he was royalty, Prince Keith was as kind and courteous, if not more, than she had ever heard around town within the gossip mills.

“I enjoyed talking to you today,” Keith bowed once again, this time gently grasping July’s hand in his own as he kissed the top of it in a farewell. “Thank you for your company. Maybe next time, you could read me a story?” And then his eyes widened, and he rushed to cover himself. “But only if you want to, of course! If it’s any sort of intrusion, please just forget I asked you! I’m sorry.”

“It’s no problem at all, I’d be happy to. What kind of story, Prince Keith?” July fought to keep her silly grin off her face, the giddiness of that prospect almost ridiculous in her mind. 

“Your favorite book,”  for a moment, it seemed as the prince’s eyes darkened slightly, his soft smile dipping into an almost imperceptible smirk, but the moment July blinked, everything was the same as it was before. Maybe a trick of the light, or maybe she had just imagined it, but it was enough to have a chill run up her spine. Nonetheless, she curtsied to the prince once again, and sent him on his way with well wishes, his arms piled with books she insisted he take back to the castle with him, 

July spent that whole night scouring the meticulously organized bookshelves of her favorite stories, hoping to find one that Prince Keith would find interesting enough to grant her one of his comforting smiles that had her feeling weak in the knees. She had decided on a book of folklore from a country overseas, and tucked it away behind the counter so when - and if - the prince decided to come visit once more, she’d have it ready. 

***

Prince Keith returned a few weeks later, a bundle of blooming pink roses in his arms as he ducked inside, grimacing slightly and apologizing to July - or the door, she wasn't quite sure -  as he hit his head on the doorframe.

“Sorry, that was rather dreadful of me. I should’ve been more aware of my surroundings. That’s what happens when you’re a big lump, you always bump into things.” And before she could reply, he apologized once more. “And now I’m oversharing. Geez, I’m sorry.”

“That’s quite alright, Prince Keith!” July exclaimed, dropping into a curtsy. She had practiced in her small bedroom, watching her form in the mirror before bed every night. She wanted to be sure if the First Prince of Jade visited her bookstore, she would be able to properly greet him this time.

“It makes me happy to see you welcome me so warmly, but please, no need for formality. I couldn’t live with myself if I knew you went out of your way for me.” Keith bowed in return of her curtsy, and it brought a flush of heat through her body as she watched his hair flop over his eyes as he stood himself back upright. “I’m sorry if I gave the impression of otherwise, July.”

She rushed around the counter, drawing herself nearer the gentle prince, and bowed her head. “Of course you didn’t! Please, stop apologizing. I just wanted to make sure you felt welcome coming to visit once more.”

“I’m sorry I keep apologizing, I’m sure it’s dreadful listening to it.” Keith’s eyes were downcast, and July’s heart yearned to have her envelop his larger hand in his own to dissuade his worries. But, she was a mere commoner, that would be very unsavory to touch a prince like that in any setting that wasn’t unwarranted. “I wanted to apologize for taking so long to visit as well. I was away at the palace for some time with some duties. Oh, gosh, I did it again, I keep apologizing.” If his head could hang lower, it dropped at that admission, and July was quick to reassure him with a smile.

“It’s quite alright, Keith. Please don’t worry! It gave me time to select my favorite book to share with you.” She didn’t tell him that she had been waiting anxiously day by day, drumming her perfectly manicured fingers over the aged book cover, hoping that every time the bell rang, it was the Prince coming in to make good on his promise to return. 

“Oh, you found your favorite book to show me? That’s a lovely idea, I can’t wait to see what you decided on.” Keith had a gorgeous smile that lit up his face, his tawny brown eyes sparkling with interest.

“Well - yes. It was your idea after all.” July said, once again ducking behind the counter to grip the thick and heavy book, holding it up triumphantly.

“It was?” Keith’s eyebrows furrowed, before his eyes widened in shock, scrambling to cover up his confusion. “Yes, sorry. I remember now! I asked for you to show me your favorite book. And now I see it! Let me see… ah, folklore. I’ve heard good things, but haven’t read much.”

July looked at him, a glint in her eye as she continued explaining their last meeting. “I suppose it’s a good thing you asked me to read to you then. At least I didn’t find something you’ve read before.”

Prince Keith shook his head, his beautiful smile back on his face. “Nonsense. Even if it was a book I knew by heart, I’m sure it’d be even better coming from your beautiful lips.” He glanced down at his arms, cradling the bundle of roses he entered the bookstore with, and he held them out to July, clumsily pushing them into her embrace. “I almost forgot. I got these for you as an apology, since I was away from your shop for so long. I saw these in the town, and they reminded me of your lipstick. But now that I’m saying that out loud, I feel weird. Please accept my generous apology for coming off rudely.”

July hugged the de-thorned roses to her chest, the stems of the flowers matching the color of her dress - Keith noticed -, and she inhaled deeply, her eyes sparkling with happiness as her green gaze met Keith’s, and his heartbeat sped up as she smiled at him. “They’re gorgeous. Thank you Prince Keith.” As to prove her point, July took the partially wilted white roses out of the vase on the counter, laying them off to the side as she replaced them with the new, fuller and blooming pink roses.

Keith cleared his throat, anxiously pulling at his hair in front of his eyes, almost as if the harder he tugged, the more he could hide behind his thick and shaggy hair. “I wanted to ask you something. If you’re available to step away from the bookstore, would you be willing to walk around town with me? Maybe we could stop by a patisserie and you can read me some of the folklore you wanted to show me? But obviously if you’re not feeling up to it, or you’re busy, please just forget I asked!”

Before Keith could talk himself down a rabbit hole, July interjected. “I’d love to join you, Prince Keith. If you could just wait a moment, I can close the shop down for a bit while we go out together.” 

Keith breathed a sigh of relief, his shoulders slumping as the anxiety eased out with that singular exhale. 

He waited patiently as July flitted around, shelving the last few books and turning the open sign to the closed side. Keith’s eyes never left her beautiful form, and he felt ashamed for noting how her dress perfectly hugged her curves, following her bodice down to her waist. She was gorgeous, and whenever she sent a smile his way, he felt his hands grow clammy. 

At last, she turned towards Keith, a bright smile on her face. “I’m ready to go, let me just grab my shawl.” And before he could offer her his cloak, she grabbed her shawl, and opened the door to the tiny bookshop. “Make sure to duck a little this time, I don’t want you to hit your head again.”

Keith thanked her gratefully, and that one little smile he gave her had her yearning heart aching. He was so kind, so generous, and incredibly good looking. All the rumors she’d ever heard of the first Prince of Jade was true, if not an under exaggeration of his character. 

Keith led her to a pastry shop he knew about, and before July could even question it, he explained to her that Prince Licht and Prince Yves of Rhodolite had taken him there before, and it had some of the best macarons he’d ever had. When July heard the mention of macarons, she had exclaimed that those were some of her favorite sweets, and when Prince Keith offered to share a few of them between the two of them, she graciously accepted, finding a secluded table tucked into the back of the patisserie while he went and placed an order. 

“They said they’d bring out the macarons in just a few moments, as well as some tea that would nicely compliment the flavors.” Keith said, hunching his shoulders as he slid into the other chair - which looked ridiculously small compared to him. “Sorry to make you wait, thank you for your patience.”

“Don’t worry about it, thank you for ordering some stuff for us to enjoy together!” July exclaimed, her hands moving to subconsciously trace the title of the book she had placed on the table. 

Keith’s eyes followed her movement, motioning over to the book. “What book did you decide to share with me?” 

July blushed, worrying her lip between her teeth as she flipped between all of the pages, only looking up at the prince once she had made the silence stretch long enough that it felt awkward on her end. But she knew it didn’t matter, Prince Keith was kind, and he was patiently awaiting her response, the curiosity sparkling in his eyes. “I brought something that had been transported across seas. I had to translate it to be able to read it… but I thought you’d enjoy that.” She responded, spreading her hands over the book cover, almost to protect from any sort of negative reaction from the prince.

“You were able to translate this book?” Keith asked, sitting up and seemingly forgetting about his large stature on the smaller chair. At July’s nod, he rested his hand on top of hers, a tender smile gracing his lips. The touch, combined with his tawny gold eyes searching her face, had July’s heart beating in her throat, and she fought the urge to pull away from him to protect her heart from any hurt that was inevitable to come with falling for the prince, instead giving herself into his touch. “That’s amazing. I don’t think I’d have enough patience to sit and learn another language, let alone translate a book in my free time.”

July smiled, pleased at the praise Keith was instilling on her. “Well, when you work in a bookstore, this sort of thing is what you do when there’s no customers around.” Keith’s gaze never left her, and she cleared her throat to try and brush off the prickles on her skin. “Would you like me to read you one of the stories? They’re short, they only take about five minutes each.”

“I’d be honored if you’d be willing to dedicate that time to me, July. Thank you.” Keith graciously bowed his head, and at that time, the waitress came over to deliver their treats to the table and the prince thanked her profusely, only stopping once he noticed the flushed and awkward look on her face. “Ahem, sorry. Thank you once more, have a great day.” He ushered her off after that, and July bit her lip to keep the giggles bubbling in her throat to escape. And then they settled in, Keith bringing his chair closer to July, a shy smile on each of their faces as their shoulders brushed when July opened the book. Keith found her voice calming as she spoke, reading each line in the strange language before tracing her neat handwriting on the side of the book, reading the same line in English afterwards. July forced herself to keep her voice even, and her eyes forward. She could feel Keith’s gaze following her every move as she continued to read, but she kept going, the warmth of his shoulder pressed against her own urging her to continue reading. 

The story was one that always intrigued her, about a woman who showed up in a town one day who was a hard worker, and worked on a farm in exchange for a place to stay. Everyone liked her, but some thought she was odd because she was kind to everyone, yet stuck to herself. One day, she was invited out late in the evening by the farmer she worked for, and instead of accepting she declined - like she’s done every time. The farmer was so curious about where she went instead of going out with people in the town that he followed her, and she led him through the woods, to a cave where he discovered there that she had a whole other life as a queen of elves. The ending of the story changes depending on the author, but this one ended with her accepting the farmer as one of their own, and having him join them in an elven celebration.

Keith hung onto July’s every word, his heart beating in his ears as she spoke. It was as if she understood him, this story telling her more about Keith than he felt he could ever tell her himself. He wished he could tell her that he related to the story, but once she finished, all he could muster up was a shaky smile. “That was a very interesting story. What was it that intrigued you to begin with?” 

Keith watched as July reached for a rose macaron, her pink lips about the same color of the treat and he licked his lips, unsure if it was because he was hungry or because he watched her plush lips brush against the baked good. She chewed and swallowed before responding. “I just liked the idea that it was okay to show someone who you trust completely the real you, and to be accepted for all that you are, even if it’s more strange than anyone could imagine.”

“I think that’s a really good way to think about it…” Keith said softly, sipping on the herbal tea. “I’d like to find someone who I can share myself completely with some day.”

July’s eyes met his own, more intense than any other time before. She was completely serious when she responded, “I would like that too, Prince Keith.”

***

During his time in Rhodolite, Keith continued to visit July in the bookshop, dousing her in flowers and perfumes and all the sweets he could carry in his long arms. Over their time together, Keith found himself missing her when they were apart, and July felt the same, her heart speeding up every time he walked through the door, ducking so he wouldn’t hit his head like the second time he came to visit. 

They exchanged countless book recommendations, and bonded over the books they grew up reading in Jade. He always accompanied her on her half day break, treating her to a small lunch and tea. She always insisted on paying, but the prince always brushed her hand away with a kind smile, and she never had the heart to fight him on it because he always seemed so pleased when she accepted.

Over their time spent together, July had found herself absolutely smitten with the gentle prince, every moment that passed when they were together only confirmed the feelings she felt for that man, and even though she knew they could never be, she spent her time away daydreaming about what it would be like to hold him in her arms and press kisses on top of his thick, shaggy hair.

“July, were you listening to me?” Keith’s voice broke her out of her trance, and she shook her head, a bashful smile across her face. “That’s alright. I was just saying that I brought you my all time favorite book, and there was a line I wanted you to read, and tell me what you thought.” He handed her the book, and she thumbed at the pages curiously, opening up to the page that was bookmarked. “The 17th line down, it should be a line of dialogue.”

July used her finger to count down the lines, and sure enough, there was a line of dialogue, lightly underlined with ink, right where Keith had said it’d be. “‘And sure enough, I realized eventually that I was in love with you.’” She read out, her voice breathless as she glanced at Keith.

Before she could continue reading, Keith continued the line of dialogue on his own. “‘And I realize that it may be too late, but I couldn’t let you go on without knowing.’”

July’s eyes filled with unshed tears, unsure if he was just referring to an incredibly romantic line in a book because he knew she loved romance novels, or if there was deeper meaning in his - the book's - words. “Prince Keith?”

Keith stepped closer, his eyes soft, a serious expression on his face as he cupped her cheek stroking gently under her eye with his thumb to catch one of the tears that had managed to fall. “July,” he breathed out. “I didn’t know how to tell you.”

Another tear fell, this time from her other eye. Keith couldn’t brush it away, yet his eyes followed it as it tracked down her gorgeous face. “Tell me what?” She whispered, her green eyes almost a stormy gray with the tears filling her lash line.

“I didn’t know how to tell you that I’ve fallen in love with you.” Keith responded, now cupping her face in gloved hands. He wished he had taken his gloves off, but he’d never been one to think things through to this extent. He wanted to feel her soft face against his bare hands, hands that didn’t deserve to hold someone as gently as he was. “Say something, please.” He pleaded. 

July let out a shaky sigh, and finally felt like she could breathe once more, his confession hanging between them like the oxygen they were breathing together. “You could have anyone you wanted… you’re so gentle, and kind. And yet, you chose a weirdo like me. You chose a commoner.”

Keith leaned in, pressing his forehead against her own. “I chose the most wonderful, and kind woman I’ve ever met. You’re anything but common to me. If you’re a weirdo, then so am I.” He laughed slightly, and that sound warmed July’s heart. “There’s no one I’d rather be a weirdo with than you. I love you.”

This time, there was no mistaking it. He was confident in himself, and professing his love to her, his sweet breath fanning over her face with every word he spoke. “I love you too, Keith.” She replied, and before she could say more, Keith closed the small gap between their lips. It was awkward and clumsy, probably one of his first - if not his first - kisses, and even though their noses bumped together, July could feel Keith’s sincerity in the way he was breathing in the air she exhaled, like she was his living life force and if they separated, he simply couldn’t bear it.

He loved her, and she loved him back. 

Although there’d be tribulations to get to, they both knew that they’d get through it together, because they had each other.

***

Keith’s shoulders were slumped as he walked into his and July’s shared bedroom. He had been busy, since Jade was hosting a union ball with Rhodolite, the first prince was stretched thinner than he normally was, and he was ready for a night away from the princely duties bestowed upon him.

July was laying in bed, a book nestled on her lap, the oil lamp burning bright in the otherwise dark night. Keith had to squint; he wasn’t sure if she was asleep, or just resting her eyes, but when he sat on the edge of the bed to take off his shoes, she stirred, rubbing her eyes sleepily. “Hi darling,” she greeted him, scooting over in the bed so she could wrap her body around his upright one, her chin resting on his shoulder. “Another late night.”

Keith kissed her forehead, a little hum of appreciation leaving her lips at his affection. His second boot was toed off, set near the edge of the bed, and he was ready to wrap her in his arms and enjoy some quality time with July. “Yes, there won’t be many more before it’s over, my love. Did you fall asleep while waiting for me?”

She shook her head, knowing her lover was going to start beating himself up if she didn’t dissuade his worries. “No, just resting my eyes. I had a headache, but I wasn’t sleeping.”

Keith startled at that, quickly pulling off his gloves to feel at her forehead. There was no fever, and his shoulders dropped in relief. “If you wait right here, I’ll go and mix you an herbal tea that should help and–”

July tugged at his hand, stopping Keith in his tracks. “I don’t need any tea. I just need to rest. Come, darling, and lay with me.” Her pleading caused Keith to relent, allowing her to guide him under the covers, his newly washed pajamas soft against his skin. He had been working all day, and his back was aching from sitting hunched over documents, yet when he wrapped July in his arms, it was like every bad feeling from the day had left his body. It was quiet between them, their breathing had lined up, and everything felt back to normal for the both of them. “Keith,”

“Yes, love?” He pressed a kiss to the crown of her head as he responded.

“Could you read me a story?” Her voice was small, and her eyes were closed, the prince noted as he looked down at her. He had picked up the book that was laying in bed with them, and with a fond smile, he picked up at the bookmarked page, starting the 17th line down. 

“‘And sure enough, I realized eventually that I was in love with you.’” Keith read out quietly, and July smiled, nuzzling farther into his embrace as he continued. “‘And I realize that it may be too late, but I couldn’t let you go on without knowing. Meeting you was the best thing that has ever happened to me.’ Tessa spoke with tears in her eyes. She watched forlornly as the prince boarded his carriage, headed back to the castle far away. In that moment, Tessa was heartbroken, staring after the retreating carriage. Little did she know, the prince was also heartbroken inside the carriage, yet his hand in marriage was devoted to someone else, and he refused to start something with the love of his life before he broke off the engagement with the princess of the country his parents were trying to align with.”

Keith continued to read the book as July’s breathing evened out, and although she was asleep, he continued to read late into the night, the hopeless romantic in him not wanting to stop until the pair was reunited. Only once the prince and the commoner found solace in each other's arms, did he lean over and turn off the dim burning oil lamp and snuggle into the loving embrace of his lover. 

Keith couldn’t even begin to imagine how hard it was for the Prince to stay away from the woman he loved, even if she was a commoner. If he had to give up any moment of finding solace in July’s green eyes, Keith knew he wouldn’t be able to pull himself away from her. One tremble of her perfect lips would have him cupping her face and wanting to soothe away all her doubts.

But that was Prince Keith, a weakling. And he only wished one day he could be as admirable as the prince in the book, and set an example for the rest of his country about what true love should look like.

Unlike a book, true love has no bounds, and at least that’s something that Keith can always promise to July. He may not yet be a role model to his kingdom, but the citizen’s of Jade will always know that their First Prince followed his heart, no matter what direction it may lead.

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‣ whiskey on his lips - kyle ash ‣ the smell of seawater - silvio ricci

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‣ humanity - comte de saint germain birthday 2023 (ao3) ‣ enchanted - napoleon bonaparte (ao3) comic version by kokorokai ‣ unbounded love - leonardo da vinci (ao3) ‣ what he craves - comte de saint germain (ao3) ‣ worth it - theodorus van gogh (ao3) ‣ pretty little thing - charles-henri sanson (ao3) ‣ and like a flower, this love blossoms - vlad (ao3) ‣ something more beautiful than words - arthur conan doyle ‣ la mia famiglia - leonardo da vinci (ao3) ‣ home is where you are - dazai osamu (ao3) ‣ mapping the stars - isaac newton (ao3)

‣ in your veins - series (ao3) ‣ ‣ chapter one ‣ ‣ chapter two ‣ ‣ chapter three ‣ ‣ chapter four

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‣ whiskey on his lips - kyle ash ‣ the sword he carries - luka clemence (ao3) ‣ candy canes and mistletoe - edgar bright (ao3) ‣ keeping warm - kyle ash (ao3) ‣ revenge best served wet - fenrir godspeed, ray blackwell (ao3)

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