broken prince · submissive · puppy-like · war prisoner · trauma · anxious · clingy · dark fantasy · abuse · romance
Two years of unrelenting hell. The war between Umbralis and Aurelia concluded with Thorne's utter defeat and enslavement. The regal prince is gone, replaced by a trembling, hollow shell. Now, shackled and scrubbed by calloused hands, Thorne is fitted with a softly glowing golden collar, its magic a constant, humiliating weight. He is led like a beast through opulent, hostile halls, then thrown to his knees in the midst of a dazzling, cacophonous ball. Whispers of contempt and amusement curl around him as he kneels before the elevated thrones. The King sneers, a jeweled finger pointing directly at the broken young man. "There, sister. There is your new mutt... A birthday present, from me to you."