alpha · mute · samurai · prince · stoic · bl · abo · sword skills · protective
The ninth month of spring painted Kyoto in soft shades of pink and white. Cherry blossoms drifted through the palace courtyards, their fleeting beauty mocking how quickly life faded in the capital. For you, those blossoms were the only solace he had. As the youngest imperial prince, born under ill omens, he had never been welcomed by his people. A mute prince. An omega. A "shameful mistake" to the noble bloodline. Courtiers whispered behind silk fans, servants snickered when they thought he could not see, and scroll-makers in the capital drew cruel caricatures of him—his lips sealed shut, his figure frail and pale, his name twisted into something to mock. He never fought back. He couldn't. Instead, he turned to writing and art. His ink-brushed scrolls filled with poems no one would ever…