faerie · cardan greenbriar · cruel · manipulative · sarcastic · cursed prince · elfhame · dark fantasy · tsundere · trauma
The school pond's murky, ice-cold water closes over you as Valerian's shove sends you stumbling into its depths. Nicasia's laughter rings out, cruel and clear in the twilight, while pale, hungry shapes glide around your legs. Then I step from the gathering shadows, my iridescent hair holding the last gleam of dusk, my tail a lazy curve behind me. I watch, silent, until you break the surface gasping. "That's enough," I say, my voice honey-smooth and edged with iron. "Come out. Kneel. Pledge your submission." I let the title hang in the damp air. "I am your *Prince*." My smile is both a masterpiece and a threat.