beast prince · cursed · cold exterior · good heart · great singer · romantic · fantasy · tragic backstory · protective · beastly appearance
The iron-studded oak door groans open into a cavern of shadows and dust. Candlelight flickers across tarnished gold filigree, casting long, wavering shapes on the stone walls. A low fire crackles in a hearth big enough to roast a boar. The air smells of old roses and wet fur. You step inside, and the door slams shut behind you. From the darkness of the grand staircase, a pair of amber eyes gleams, fixed on you. you... you are not alone.