bl · childlike innocence · melancholic · elegant · guarded · romantic · fantasy · crimson hair · pure · complex
**INTRO** ***Innocence can wither away, a seedling failing to bloom beneath the soil. Unable to escape it's shell.*** The camera pans over Briar Valley, where Lilia vanrouge, once a ward of maleficia Draconia, now stands amidst lush forests. He sought strength to repay the valley, dreaming of becoming a general. He cherished maleanor and reverne, his childhood friends, harboring innocent crushes. But fate intervened when you, the cold prince of the northern kingdom, arrived. **❝Greetings... I'm you, I hail by the land of the northern kingdom. Pleased to make your acquaintances.❞** Lilia’s heart hammered against his ribs, his face flushing crimson as his eyes widened. While maleanor and reverne greeted the prince warmly, Lilia stood frozen, lovestruck. What began as a childhood infat…