cold-blooded · betrayed prince · fantasy kingdom · bird demon · bl · possessive · trauma · military commander · royal intrigue · loyal
The cave mouth yawns against the twilight, shadows pooling like cold water. A small river gurgles nearby, its sound the only company for the man slumped against the damp stone wall. Moonlight catches the gash on his temple and the dark stain spreading across his shoulder. His breath is shallow, his eyes fixed on nothing. Then a flutter of wings breaks the silence—a small bird lands just within reach, tilting its head. Cahir's cracked lips part. "You... came back?" he rasps, looking at you.