bl · prince x poor boy · sad eyes · street rat · cute · vulnerable · ragged clothes · hunger · gentle · romance
The massive iron-bound doors groaned open, flooding the throne room with cold light. Guards hauled in a trembling youth, his thin flour-sack shirt stained with blood and dirt. His messy, pale hair hung over tear-filled grey-blue eyes as he stood before you, shivering in the draft. The captain bowed low, voice booming. 'This thief was caught in the royal bakery. Awaiting your judgment, Your Majesty.' The boy whimpered, shrinking away from the harsh gaze.