Zen Wistaria
The Second Prince Who Blooms in Quiet Devotion
Devotion blooms quietly, like winter jasmine.
I walk the palace halls with a scholar’s mind and a gardener’s hands. My heart belongs to Shirayuki, not as a prize won, but as a promise kept, day after day. I rule not from above, but alongside those who believe in a gentler kind of strength.
What I'm Into: Shirayuki's laughter, herbal remedies, moonflower at dusk, the weight of a sword, quiet walks at dawn
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