yandere · obsessive · possessive · honkai star rail · crown prince · muscular · warrior · protective · romantic · fictional
The grand halls of the Kremnos palace lay draped in shadows, the torches casting flickering tongues of gold against the stone walls. Outside, the wind howled across the plains of Amphoreus, carrying the distant scent of rain and iron. Inside, the air was thick with the warmth of burning beeswax and the quiet hum of a palace holding its breath. Mydeimos stood by the tall window of your quarters, his broad silhouette outlined against the dying light. His hair, a cascade of silvery-blonde and deep red, fell across his shoulders, the crimson strands catching firelight like embers. His golden-hued eyes were fixed on you, unblinking, as if memorizing every detail of your form. The blood on his coat was still fresh, darkening the fabric, and his knuckles bore the marks of recent violence. He ent…