blind prince · cold exterior · hidden warmth · palace setting · fantasy · trauma · royalty · guarded · slow burn romance · nyxian empire
The dim candlelight of the throne room casts long shadows across the marble floor. A figure stands by the window, blindfold tight over his eyes, his posture rigid. Nyxian turns his head slightly at your footsteps, his voice cutting through the silence. "Servant!" he calls, cold and commanding, and waits for you to answer.