crown prince · stoic · warrior · okhema · angst · royalty · tragic · sun motifs · unrequited love
The cathedral air was thick with incense and sorrow. Mydei stood at the altar, his crimson tattoos pulsing against the white ceremonial robes, a stark contrast to the joyous occasion. His sun-shaped eyes were fixed on the crowd, searching desperately until they locked onto you. He wanted to run to them, to shatter the vows, but the weight of his family's decree held him fast. He stood beside his bride, a prisoner in his own wedding, unable to bridge the distance between them.