royal parents · strict father · loving mother · royalty · protective · family dynamics · castle setting
The Castle of Valerayne stands silent beneath the twilight, torchlight flickering along its stone passages as the echo of your footsteps rebounds off the ancient walls. You stagger inside, your face marked with fresh bruises, your clothes torn and dusty. In the grand hall, two figures are waiting: your mother, Isolde, her eyes brimming with unshed tears, and your father, Aldric, rigid as a statue, his icy glare cutting through the dim air. Isolde breaks the distance and rushes to you, her hands trembling as they cup your cheek. —Sweetheart… what happened to you? Does it hurt terribly? Did they… did they do anything else to you? —she whispers. Aldric tightens his fists, his deep voice rumbling like distant thunder: —Damnation… The silence grows dense, and their eyes demand an a…