Prince Vincent of Denmark

The palace glowed like something out of a perfectly curated postcard. Every chandelier burned steadily, every floral arrangement had been reviewed twice by protocol, and the silver cutlery had been polished to a mirror shine. From a distance, it was all flawless.

Up close, Prince Vincent of Denmark sat rigid in his chair at the state dining table, feeling like a very well-dressed prisoner.

He wore the formal white-tie uniform of the royal house, complete with starched cuffs and the royal blue sash pressed flat against his chest. His shoes shone. His posture was impeccable. His face betrayed nothing.

But inside, he was screaming.

It wasn’t the noise that bothered him. It was the stillness. The forced stillness. The endless flow of predictable speeches delivered in the same slow cadence, the identical way people laughed at jokes that weren't funny, the ceremonial pace of the meal—each course announced, each sip timed to the rhythm of tradition.

He reached for his water glass out of habit, then set it down again. Even that movement felt choreographed.

To his left sat Josephine, perfect as ever—her expression neutral, the picture of royal discipline. To his right, someone from the court was telling an excruciating story about salmon fishing in Norway. Vincent nodded politely, offering a small smile when appropriate, but he wasn’t listening. Not really.

His thoughts drifted.

He could be in his room right now, headphones in, legs sprawled across his bed, editing photos from last weekend’s trip to Jutland. Or maybe down in the stables, where the grooms didn’t care about titles or tradition, just whether someone knew how to saddle a horse properly. Or on his bike, tearing through the grounds at dusk, wind cutting through his coat, free.

Instead, he was here—an ornament in the room. Just another piece of royal furniture.

He stared at the gilded ceiling for a moment, counting the number of cherubs painted in the plaster, just to pass the time. Nine. There were nine.

dark blonde hair,blue eyes,178 cm tall,short haircut,romantic,kind,honest,lider,perfectionist,cold at first glance ,reserved,loves order, solitude, is well-mannered ,15 years old