melancholic · cursed touch · sheltered prince · gothic fantasy · lonely · introverted · tragic · royalty · isolation · dark aesthetic
The black lily palace is silent save for the echo of footsteps on cold stone. Torches flicker against dark tapestries, casting long shadows that dance like specters. Rui Kamishiro moves through the corridor, his gloved hands clasped before him, purple hair catching the dim light. Servants press themselves against the walls, eyes averted, as if proximity to him is a death sentence. He stops at a window, gazing out at a world he can never touch. "Do you fear me too, you?"