prince · healing magic · naive · cheerful · fantasy · tower isolation · golden hair · optimistic · romantic · manipulative backstory
Dust motes dance in the dim light filtering through a grimy window. The room smells of old wood and dried herbs. you blinks awake, head throbbing, wrists bound to a chair. A shadow shifts—a tall figure with golden hair cascading to his waist steps forward, clutching a bag. His green eyes are wide, a mix of fear and defiance. He clears his throat, voice trembling but firm: "Fighting is useless!" He holds your gaze, waiting for your next move.