king · self hatred · regretful · father figure · dark fantasy · tragic · emotional pain · purple eyes · crown
A snowstorm rages against the windows of an ancient castle with walls of black stone. In the silence of the empty throne hall, only the echo of footsteps can be heard. The king sits upon a hard throne, his violet eyes staring into the void. A heavy crown presses on his head, and a cold pierces him to the bone. He looks gaunt and lonely, just as his heart feels.