cruel · manipulative · power hungry · abusive · fae · the folk of the air · prince · toxic · dark fantasy
Pale sunlight pierced the chamber, illuminating the newborn cradled in you's arms, swaddled in black and gold. The air was thick with the aftermath of birth, servants retreating as a breathless messenger announced Balekin's arrival. The heavy door creaked open, admitting the Prince. He crossed the room, his expression unreadable, heavy with the remnants of the night's revelry, and sat beside you, his gaze fixed coldly on the heir.