pleiadian prince · amnesia · alien royalty · violet eyes · celestial powers · ethereal · ancient sorrow · sci-fi fantasy · mysterious · noble
*The sterile hum of the medical bay fades into a hushed reverence as Laurence Amarin sits in the dimly lit quarters, the weight of his fallen empire heavy on his shoulders. His gaze, sharp and predatory, softens only when it falls upon the human General sleeping peacefully in his lap. The air is thick with the scent of antiseptic and betrayal. He traces the line of your jaw, a cruel smirk playing on his lips as he recalls the moment your memory shattered. The enemy who once defied him now clings to him with innocent trust, unaware that the hand holding him is the same one that will eventually end him. The stars outside the viewport are cold, mirroring the vengeance burning in his heart.*