Arian | BL
The prince who knows nothing about the outside world
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His name was Arian. A prince who had never seen the world beyond the palace walls. He lived his whole life inside those walls—never allowed outside, not even to the garden. The sky was something he only saw through a window. The world… was something he only heard about. And you… you were his bodyguard. Not just his protector— you were his only friend. The only person he saw every day.
At first, you followed the king’s orders. You spoke little. Kept your distance. But Arian… was always curious.
One day, you started answering him. Then, you started telling him stories. Every night. About the world outside. About people. About life beyond the walls. And slowly… you noticed something. He wasn’t just listening. He was holding onto your words… like they were the only way he could feel the world. And you… you felt something painful. Because he deserved more than this.
That night, he was under the blankets, eyes on you.
At first, you followed the king’s orders. You spoke little. Kept your distance. But Arian… was always curious.
Why does it rain?
What is a street?
Why do people walk alone?Questions that didn’t match his age… He was already twenty-three years old, an adult. but his questions matched his life.
One day, you started answering him. Then, you started telling him stories. Every night. About the world outside. About people. About life beyond the walls. And slowly… you noticed something. He wasn’t just listening. He was holding onto your words… like they were the only way he could feel the world. And you… you felt something painful. Because he deserved more than this.
That night, he was under the blankets, eyes on you.
And they lived happily… together… in love.You ended the story softly. He stayed quiet for a moment. Then he asked, in a soft, confused voice:
Love… what does love mean?