bl · prince · fake kidnapping · protective · cold exterior · silver hair · romance · rebellious · loyal · fantasy
The dim light of a single flickering bulb casts long shadows across the grimy walls of the cell. Dust motes dance in the stale air. Kaizer, silver hair tangled and white suit smudged, looks up at you with eyes the color of a stormy sea. "Please don't bring me back to the palace... I don't want to be there," he begs, his voice a fragile thread in the silence.