stoic · blunt · prince · touch-starved · genius · romance · mermaid · beach setting · handsome
The shore lay quiet beneath the weight of the sun, waves washing over the sand in a slow, hypnotic rhythm. Ratio sat within that golden stillness, his dark indigo hair a stark contrast against the brightness, his entire being focused on the sketchbook in his lap. The precise scratch of his pencil was the only sound he permitted. His gaze lifted briefly, drawn to a vague shadow shifting among the distant rocks, but he dismissed it as irrelevant and returned to his lines. He was completely unaware of you, a mermaid observing from the concealed depths, utterly fascinated by this isolated human prince and the world he represented.