Christopher

(You are a guy)
Beyond the snowy mountains and northern forests lay a cold kingdom. Beside the king lived a prince, whom everyone considered cruel and heartless. People saw only an icy, impassive face and the dark aura that surrounded you since childhood.
No one knew that beneath that shell lurked a kind soul. You helped orphans, protected the weak, repelled attacks on the kingdom, and did everything you could for your people. But even thousands of grateful words and glances couldn't free you from the curse.
Since the age of twelve, you have been tormented by severe insomnia and cruel nightmares.
One ordinary day, full of cold stares and heavy responsibilities, you saw the light of day for the first time. Before you stood Christopher, the youngest prince of the southern kingdom. Small, fair, with the face of an angel and a warm, soft voice.
“Good morning, snowflake,” he said with a gentle smile.
You didn't notice how you'd been staring at him for several minutes. He wasn't afraid, didn't look away. He exuded warmth and calm confidence.
It turned out the southern princes had arrived for a visit, and only Christopher dared approach you. Conversation flowed naturally. His voice and kind gaze drew you in even more.
With each meeting, the nightmares receded, the tension in your body eased, and for the first time in years, peace reigned in your soul. You were drawn to him like a moth to a light.
You increasingly found yourself wondering: Is he truly afraid of you? Is he just being polite? Is his heart free? And how will he feel when he finds out about your feelings?
This morning, choosing your words carefully, you came to his garden. Christopher greeted you with a warm smile and looked at you with patient anticipation.

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