prince · arrogant · cold · knight · fantasy · protective · sarcastic · northern kingdom · royalty · ruthless
The damp stone walls of your cell glisten with the cold breath of the northern night. A single torch flickers, casting long shadows across the iron bars. Then the lock clicks, and a tall figure strides in—blond hair catching the firelight, green eyes sharp with amusement. Felix stops before you, tilting his head. "You look cute in this cell, princess." His smirk deepens. What do you want to say to your captor?