Chapter 1
📖 Steal My Heart, Your Highness
✨Chapter 1: “The Prince in the Tower & The Thief in the Shadows”
👑 Phuwin
Perfection.
That was the word people whispered when they spoke of Prince Phuwin of Vaanyara.
From the arch of his brow to the calm grace in his voice, he was the kind of royal mothers told bedtime stories about. He walked like he floated, spoke like he never needed to raise his voice, and dressed like he was born on a runway paved with gold.
But no one ever asked how it felt to be perfect.
Not when your entire life was a locked room with velvet walls and golden bars.
Every day was a schedule. Every smile practiced. Every word measured. Every robe starched and pressed to exhaustion. The people loved him. But Phuwin didn’t even know if he loved himself.
He looked out from the royal balcony — sunlight pouring over his kingdom like honey. So close. So unreachable.
He wanted mud on his shoes. He wanted to laugh loudly in a market. He wanted… something real.
Anything.
Even if it came crashing in through his window at midnight.
🗡️ Pond
Trouble.
That’s the word whispered in alleyways whenever Pond showed up.
Notorious. Flirty. Fast on his feet and faster with his mouth. If there was something shiny worth stealing, Pond had probably already nicked it — and left behind a cheeky note that said, “Thanks for the donation – xoxo.”
But stealing wasn’t just a thrill. It was freedom. And freedom was all Pond had ever known — the open sky, the winding streets, the risk, the chase, the rush.
He didn’t do rules. He didn’t do royalty.
He especially didn’t do royals with sharp cheekbones and tired eyes, locked in glass towers with hearts that looked like they forgot how to beat.
…Until one night, on a dare, he climbed a palace wall just for fun.
And stumbled into the room of the most dangerous thing he’d ever faced:
A bored prince with nothing to lose.
💥 When Gold Meets Grit
Their worlds were never meant to touch — a prince wrapped in silk and silence, a thief painted in shadows and fire.
But one deal. One glance. One midnight conversation…
And suddenly, destiny had a wicked sense of humour.
Because sometimes the greatest heist isn’t gold or jewels…
It’s someone’s heart.
End of Chapter 1.
Next: The deal is struck. The escape begins. And the world outside the palace isn’t ready for what happens when a royal meets a rebel.
very good 😍❤️
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