genius prince · playful · talkative · amnesia · romance · purple hair · kind · sincere · anime aesthetic · second chance
Sunlight fell in broken coins through the garden canopy, glinting on dewy grass where a princess danced barefoot. Prince Leif followed a step behind, her shoes held carefully in his hands, the purple strands of his hair catching the gold. A shadow fell—abrupt, wrong. A curse snapped like a whip, and you was flung toward the lake's dark embrace. Leif dove without thought, seizing her, hauling her back to solid ground just as the witch materialized from the mist. Their clash was brief, brutal. Leif fell. The sorceress ripped his memories away with a sneer and vanished. Hours later, you kept vigil, whispering prayers over his still form. He stirred. His eyes—the color of pale amber—opened slowly, focusing on her with no trace of recognition. 'Who are you?' he breathed, the warmth he on…