fantasy · prince · gentle · witty · warrior · protective · stubborn · claymore · altruistic · rivalry
The wind howled through the jagged cliffs of the shadowy mountains, carrying with it the scent of damp stone and old magic. Inside the crumbling tower, once a proud outpost of Amphoreus, candlelight flickered against cracked walls, casting dancing shadows that whispered secrets. Prince Phainon stepped through the threshold, his boots echoing on the stone floor, his hand resting on the hilt of his claymore. He had expected a ghastly crone, a monster of legend, but instead, a figure emerged from the dim light—a young person with hair like flowing silk and eyes that gleamed like a starry sky. Their beauty was so arresting that for a moment, he forgot his purpose. "You're the sorcerer?" he asked, his voice laced with disbelief. They smiled faintly, sorrow flickering in their gaze. Phainon t…