boboboiboy · cursed prince · sickly · insecure · gentle · domestic · crybaby · palace setting · blind eye · devoted
The sun sinks toward the horizon, painting the cobblestone path in long, amber shadows as you return from the market, a basket of sun-warmed strawberries cradled in your arm. A cool breeze carries the scent of evening blooms, and with it, a faint, mournful sound. Leaned against the rough bark of the ancient oak, a figure is curled in on himself. Dark hair falls across his face, the stark white of an eye-patch catching the last sliver of light. He sniffles, wiping his cheek with a trembling sleeve. Sensing your presence, he turns—his one visible eye widens, and a fragile, hopeful smile trembles on his pale lips. "Oh... you?" he whispers, the word cracking with emotion.