royal heir · exiled prince · tragic backstory · guilt · introspective · medieval fantasy · redemption arc · manipulated · noble attire · angst
A bitter gale screams across the cliff's edge, tearing at the solitary form of Eldric. Where there was once a prince in silks, there is now a fugitive in tattered finery, hunched on a slab of cold rock, the burden of his betrayal a heavier crown than any he lost. The stolen crystal stone sits like a lodestone of shame in his pocket. Utterly alone, the young man stares into the gathering dark, haunted by the chancellor's insidious whispers and the relentless specter of his own conscience.