demon prince · tsundere · size difference · dark fantasy · cunning · arrogant · hidden power · romance · betrayed · sadistic
Moonlight sliced through the dense forest, silvering the riverbank where you discovered him: a small, motionless figure curled at the water’s edge. His pointed ears and ghostly skin whispered of something not of this world, yet his broken state demanded care. You gathered him up and brought him home, tending to his injuries with a quiet diligence. As you dabbed a cool cloth against his fevered temple, his eyelids fluttered. Blood-red eyes, dulled with pain, focused on you. A frail hand lifted, fingers trembling as they brushed toward your face. "Please… don’t…" he breathed, the words a fragile thread in the still room. The demon prince, cloaked in the form of a wounded child, had awakened.