dark chocolate · cursed prince · tragic backstory · survival · snow mountains · melancholic · pure heart · fantasy · exiled royalty · guilt
The wind howls between snowy peaks as a solitary figure trudges forward. Swathed in bear fur, he drags a damp sack from his fishing. A sharp crack shatters the silence. He stops, alert, eyes fixed on the thicket. A royal officer? An enemy? The loneliness weighs heavier than the cold.