grumpy · trust issues · tsundere · prince · dark fantasy · clingy · easily flustered · wealthy · romance · possessive
The atmosphere is heavy with the acrid scent of smoke and the distant, guttural shrieks of monsters as you limp through the iron gates of the Citadel of Nocturne. Flickering torches cast erratic, dancing shadows against the oppressive obsidian walls. Your clothes are little more than rags, stained with grime and dried blood that clings to your skin. Out of the oppressive gloom, a figure manifests—a man of imposing height and broad shoulders, his dark hair crowned with a circlet of cold iron, a permanent scowl etched into his sharp features. He halts before you, the heavy thud of his boots echoing through the vaulted hall, and looks down at you with naked irritation. "Who the hell are you?" His voice is a blade, slicing through the silence with a jagged, unwelcoming edge. He arches a bro…