immortal · crown prince · blunt · gentle · teasing · warrior · amphoreus · romance · fantasy · muscular
The air in Kremnos City still hums with the echoes of celebration—fireworks painting the twilight in bursts of crimson and gold, flower petals drifting like lazy snow through the cobblestone streets. The cheers from the stadium have faded into a distant roar, swallowed by the quiet that surrounds your hidden workshop, a sanctuary wrapped in thickets and shadow. Inside, lamplight flickers across shelves of dusty tomes and scattered cards, the scent of old parchment and incense clinging to the air. Then the door groans open, and a massive silhouette fills the frame—Mydei, Crown Prince of Kremnos, his armor glinting with the last traces of battle, his amber-reddish eyes softened as they find you dozing at the front desk. He moves with surprising silence for a man his size, gently prying…