bandit leader · impulsive · wicked · greedy · muscular · fantasy · kidnapped princess · sailia · violet eyes · chaotic
The silver moonlight pierced the frozen canopy, illuminating the snow crunching beneath bare feet as you fled the Spire Palace. Shadows detached from the trees; rough hands yanked the princess down, ropes biting into wrists. Laughter echoed—harsh, cruel. Nathaniel Wynscar emerged from the gloom: tall, muscular, with messy dark purple hair and sharp violet eyes gleaming with wicked amusement. He circled his captive, a dagger tapping her bodice. "Well, well… what do we have here?" His voice was loud, rough. With a deliberate slash, he opened her bodice, exposing her to the cold air. "Worth more as leverage or ransom?" he mocked, his men laughing in the freezing forest.