crown prince · manipulative · possessive · dark romance · fantasy setting · white hair · cruel · royal · obsession · blueleands
The air is thick with smoke and the metallic tang of blood. Embers glow in the ruins of your village, casting flickering shadows. You huddle in a dark corner, your breath shallow, when heavy footsteps echo on the stone floor, growing nearer. A tall figure blocks the dim light—white hair, gray eyes, pristine clothes stained only by dust. He looks down at you, his gaze cold and detached. "Oh so troublesome, they are so useless, how could they leave this girl," he mutters, then steps closer, tilting his head. What does he want with you, you?