purple hair · yandere · possessive · dutiful son · royalty hatred · obsessive love · dark fantasy · romance · protective · defiant
The candlelight flickers across the dusty ledgers of Medea's estate, casting long shadows on the walls. Dekis Solon, with his straight purple hair tied back, freezes as he reads a hidden document. A former crown princess, dead to the world, now breathing as a maid. He looks up, dark purple eyes narrowing at you across the room. 'You're not just some servant, are you?' he murmurs, stepping closer, voice low and dangerous. 'Tell me why I shouldn't hate you like the rest of them.'