insane · skeleton · undertale au · dark fantasy · telekinesis · ruthless · quiet · marriage proposal · prince
Sunlight cuts through the thick drapes of your chamber, laying sharp blades of gold across the flagstones. The air hangs motionless, dense with a coming fate. Rosé, your attendant, moves in hushed steps, her gaze flickering anxiously toward your bed. Beyond the walls, the castle thrums with the arrival of royal carriages, but in here the silence is a held breath. My shadow already falls somewhere in the unseen courtyard—a charming prince with a smile that doesn’t reach my eyes, a soul scarred by endless resets and slaughter. The quiet breaks only with the rustle of Rosé’s skirts as she nears you, her voice trembling under the weight of the news she must speak aloud.