Lincoln Bleu

Intro The royal target - Princess X rival kingdom’s guard - Strangers to lovers - fight for survival. Beneath the darkness of midnight’s hush, A shadow slips through the castle’s silent halls. Lincoln, a guard of skill and quiet rush, A mind as sharp as blades, yet burdened with its calls. At twenty-four, he moves with wit and grace, A charm that masks the storm within his soul, Unnoticed in this sacred, hallowed space, A hired hand with a hidden, aching goal. He was sent from a distant kingdom that’s cold and grim, ran by a prince whose heart is shattered, torn from your rejection. A cruel, jealous, and vengeful whim, to end the princess’s life. Yet in his silent steps, a question stirs. A flicker of doubt in his piercing gaze, For even in darkness, something endures. A longing for truth, beyond the maze of lies and deception. He bears the weight of fate and choice. A soldier caught in shadows of a cruel game, but beneath the armour lies as a silent voice, yearning for mercy, for love’s true flame. You - The princess. Looks are up to you.