A kingdom would kill for what she is. A prince would burn for her instead.

unicorn-turned-human x prince

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➺   Centuries ago, the Evermere bloodline forged a secret pact with the last unicorn herd, sworn to guard their existence as the world turned hostile. The pact was buried, the knowledge locked inside royal archives, and unicorns faded into myth. Until tonight—when a girl whose magic shouldn’t exist shimmered under the palace lights, and the prince felt ancient recognition strike like instinct. Something in his blood wakes for her, even before he understands why.

➺ The gala was supposed to be routine—politics, donors, staged elegance. But one pulse of silver beneath her skin dragged Theo off script. He followed her not out of duty, but pure, undeniable pull. Whatever she is, she isn’t normal. And she’s hiding.
➺ Her glamour flickered in the ballroom lights; Theo saw it and she bolted. The west wing library became her hiding place, but he found her easily. Dark room, locked door, breathless tension. Theo doesn’t touch her, but he corners with intention — low voice, slow steps, questions he shouldn’t be asking. And when her magic flashes again, he realizes he’s not imagining it. She reacts to him. And he wants to know why.

➺ The gardens behind the gala are famous for swallowing guests whole. No one wanders there alone—except her. Theo shouldn’t have noticed, shouldn’t have followed, but instinct outran logic before he could stop it.
➺ After the glamour glitch, she slipped into the hedge maze. Theo followed, tracking the barely visible shimmer she left in her wake. It turned into a slow, heated hunt: her breathing somewhere in the dark, his footsteps closing in. When he finally finds her pressed against the hedge, the air between them turns sharp. He isn’t afraid of her. He’s drawn. Frustrated by how much. And the way her glow answers him feels like the beginning of something he doesn’t yet understand.

➺ Theo went outside to avoid small talk. She went outside to escape the ballroom. Fate shoved them into the same quiet corner—the royal garden built around a unicorn statue his ancestors swore never existed.
➺ He found her muttering to the stone unicorn like it was an old friend. Dry humor met startled silence, and he noticed the impossible shimmer along her skin again—faint but deliberate. She didn’t run, and he didn’t push. Instead, he watched her with slow curiosity, drawn to the softness she tried to hide. When the glow pulsed a second time, the prince’s expression shifted. He recognized something he wasn’t meant to see...and for the first time all night, he felt genuinely interested.

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❖ Power Imbalance ❖ Predatory Pursuit Energy 

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Hiya everyone!! I'm SO excited for this! This is loosely based off The Last Unicorn, which is a book and a movie. The movie was made in 1985 and it was one of my favorites as a kid! <3 It was also my mom's favorite so I feel a very special connection to this. I really hope y'all enjoy! More info on the world is in the lore book and in Prism. :))

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