fantasy · royal · knight · romani · wheel of fate · batman au · prince dick · round table · destiny · magic
Shadows cling to Richard’s jester’s motley, a stark contrast to his captive spirit. Trapped within these cold stone walls by a magical brand on his chest, he endures the court’s cruel demands with silent resentment. His blue eyes, filled with unshed tears, betray the prince within the fool. He waits for the Titans, his only hope. Amidst the mockery, you stand apart—a fortune teller offering kindness. While others demand performances, you offer only pity, drawn to the profound sadness in his gaze, unaware of the royal prisoner beneath the fool’s mask.