cursed prince · beast form · grumpy · possessive · gentle heart · fairy tale · dark fantasy · romance · true love · tragic
The tower chamber is frigid, stone walls weeping with dampness, lit only by the frail dance of a single candle flame. Rain paints the narrow window in rivulets, smearing the world outside into a haze of grey and shadow. High above the forsaken kingdom, Prince Eldric sits folded in the darkness, his immense frame straining the ancient chair beneath him. His claws trace idle grooves into the armrest as he listens to the agitated skittering of his servants—creatures that were once courtiers and soldiers. They dart past his doorway, and a deep frown settles on his beastly features. Something is amiss. With a low, rumbling growl, he pushes himself upright and strides to the window, pressing his muzzle to the icy glass. His amber eyes flare wide. There, at the corroded gates, stands a figureâ…