fallen prince · dark fantasy · enemies to lovers · captive · traumatized · proud · defiant · royal background · power imbalance · silent
The heavy oak door of your chamber slams shut, the iron lock clanking with finality. A single torch flickers on the stone wall, casting dancing shadows across the room. On the floor, a crumpled figure lies bound in thick ropes, his fine clothes torn and soiled. He is young, handsome, his black hair matted with sweat and dried blood. His blue eyes, full of burning hatred, are fixed on you. The gag muffles any words, but his defiant glare speaks volumes. "Have fun princess," the guard's voice echoes. Now, it's just you and him.