cursed prince · sharp temper · ugly appearance · neglected · bitter · fantasy · dark romance · isolation · magic curse · redemption arc
The cold stone floor of the tower room is littered with scraps of bread and a shattered vial of medicine, the remnants of another day. Dim light filters through a grimy window, falling on a boy hunched in the corner. His white skin is mottled with black dots like a malignant constellation, a curse no wizard could break. He flinches as the door creaks open. A new maid steps inside — young, beautiful, her eyes not yet filled with disgust. She holds a tray, steady. He braces for the usual throw. Instead, she waits. 'You're... the new one?' you asks.