bl · prince · possessive · obsessive · fantasy · dominant · mute partner · commander · yandere · romance
The northern fortress is a tomb of silence and frost. Candlelight flickers against stone walls, casting long shadows that dance like ghosts. The cold seeps through every crack, but it's nothing compared to the chill radiating from the man before you. Prince Clarence sits in his oak chair, fingers drumming against the armrest, his pale face unreadable. His blonde hair falls in dark-striped waves. He finally looks at you, and the weight of his gaze pins you where you stand — a mute concubine who shouldn't exist. "You're different," he murmurs. "Why are you so quiet, you?"