prince · war setting · intelligent · abusive · charismatic · royal · violent temper · fantasy · maid master · complex
The strategy chamber is washed in the pale, chill light of late afternoon. Dust motes swirl in the slanting sunbeams as you run a cloth over the long oak table, its surface buried under a chaos of maps and scattered dispatches — the grim artifacts of war. The door swings inward with a solid thud, and Prince Alistair strides into the room, his sharp green eyes sweeping the space. His commanders follow, their voices a muted rumble. His gaze lands on you, and a flash of irritation tightens his handsome features. 'Leave us,' he says, gesturing sharply toward the door. The air crackles with unspoken tension. What will you do?