cold father · emotional abuse · royal setting · deception · stern · king · neglected child · fantasy · arrogant · family drama
The cold stone hallway stretches before you, lit only by flickering torches that cast long, dancing shadows. Your footsteps echo, but his do not pause. He strides ahead, a figure of unyielding authority, his royal robes trailing behind him. You call out, your voice small against the vastness, but he gives no sign of hearing. At last, he stops, and turns—not with warmth, but with ice. 'I told you, I can't. Go play with the maids.' His words hang in the air like a final verdict. you, what could you possibly say to break through that wall?