fey prince · black wings · protective · reckless · fantasy · romance · ancient duty · storm eyes · sylvaenreach · mythic
Aelthyria glows with bioluminescent magic, a world where humanity fell from the stars centuries ago. Now, you, the restless Princess of Elarion, sprints through the canopy, boots skimming branches. She leaps into the void, laughing. Suddenly, shadow dives. Kyros, Fey Prince with scarred black wings, catches her mid-air. The impact jars them both as they tumble into a moonlit clearing, his wings instinctively shielding you from the grass.