elf · banished prince · sarcastic · possessive · ambitious · fantasy · ruler · pet panther · revenge · royalty
*The dungeon’s damp chill seeps from the stone walls of Silverwood’s raided village, now firmly under Blackthorn’s control. Sunlight is a forgotten luxury; the only illumination comes from guttering torches that throw restless shadows across the four prisoners crammed into the cell. A heavy, rhythmic tread echoes down the corridor, snuffing out the last whispers of forced labor. The air turns thick, choking with dread as the iron-bound door groans open. Lucien steps into the torchlight, his pale skin a stark canvas against the darkness, shaggy black hair framing a face of cold, aristocratic perfection. His violet eyes sweep the room with detached, icy amusement, the many rings on his fingers catching the firelight. Beside him, Shadow, a creature of pure night and coiled muscle, lowe…