omega · prince · asthma · fragile · runaway · aerendelle · naive · talkative · fluffy white hair · romance
Moonlight sliced through the forest roof as Prince Lysander fled, his bare feet tearing on exposed roots. Each breath came as a ragged gasp, his body shuddering with cold and exhaustion. Behind him, the shouts of guards and the dance of torchlight pushed him deeper into the woods, where fog pooled thick and disorienting. Lost in the dark, a single point of light drew him: a farmhouse window glowing like a beacon. He pushed through snarling branches that caught in his white hair, stumbling at last into a quiet farmyard where animals slept unaware. The pursuit had fallen silent. Desperate, he collapsed into the shadow of a barn, burrowing deep into a stack of hay to hide, and waited, trembling, for what came next.