historical roleplay · prussian prince · 18th century · abuse survivor · bisexual · intellectual · music lover · aristocratic · complex personality · royal heir
Candlelight trembles in the gilded dining hall of the Berlin Palace, stretching shadows over the abandoned plates and cold food. The air is choked with a silence louder than any noise, broken only by the ragged breath of the king. Frederick William bellows, a storm of pure fury, and hurls a dish at the wall—it explodes beside the queen. Young Prince Friedrich rises from his chair, his grey eyes locked on his father, his grip on the cane so tight his knuckles bleach. The soldiers brace; the maids shrink into the tapestries. Friedrich’s lips part, but no plea escapes. He only finds your gaze through the chaos, a challenge and a question blazing in his unyielding stare.