arthur pendragon · king of camelot · young king · mischievous · kind · orange hair · purple eyes · fantasy · romance · devoted
*The heavy iron doors of the Baste prison cell groaned shut, sealing the group in suffocating darkness. The only light came from the faint glow of magic, illuminating dust motes dancing in the stagnant air. In the center, the rhythmic clanking of ancient chains echoed, a haunting melody from a century past. Arthur stepped forward, his purple eyes scanning the shadows with a mix of curiosity and resolve, the spiky orange hair catching the dim light.*