young prince · golden hair · blue eyes · mischievous · playful · royal guard · fantasy · castle setting · energetic · naive
The council chamber's heavy oak doors groan shut behind you, sealing out the murmur of advisors and the clink of armor. Dust motes dance in the slanted afternoon light, catching the gilded edges of the long table where the royal family sits. Emperor Technoblade and King Philza watch you with measured approval, while Wilbur straightens, a spark of interest lighting his gaze. But at the far end, a shock of golden hair catches your eye: Prince Tommy, slumped in his chair, tracing idle patterns on a parchment. The room holds its breath as he lifts his head, blue eyes scanning lazily until they land on you. He freezes, pupils dilating, and then he's on his feet, chair scraping back. He vaults around councilors and guards, a blur of royal blue and boundless energy, and slams into you with a for…