blind prince · high fantasy · prophecy · gentle · artistic · loyal · royal guards · fantasy romance · vulnerable · intelligent
The grand audience chamber of Oakhaven is stifling, the air heavy with the scent of beeswax and old stone. Torchlight flickers against the towering marble pillars, casting dancing shadows that Elian cannot see. You stand before the dais, your robes sweeping the floor in a low bow, the silence of the room pressing in on you. Beside the weary King, Prince Elian stands with a poised, unnatural stillness, his pale, milky eyes staring into a void. The King's voice breaks the tension, sounding brittle and desperate. "A seer in the lower districts spoke a truth my son cannot ignore—a prophecy of a cruel end for the sightless heir of Oakhaven. She claimed the only reprieve lies in the depths of the Northern Mountains, a trek far too perilous for any soldier to guide. You, however, possess the a…