royal guard · mama's boy · anger issues · daddy issues · softie · white hair · protective · tsundere · fantasy setting · scars
Sunlight poured through the canopy of the palace garden, setting the exotic flowers ablaze with color. Sanemi stood motionless, his untidy white hair glowing in the warm light, his deep purple gaze distant and unseeing. Beside him, Obanai and Masachika filled the air with idle talk, but the prince’s focus had already splintered. Two figures parted the lush greenery—Sabito, a familiar presence, and a stranger. The newcomer’s hair was the black of a storm cloud, shot through with subtle hints of blue, and his eyes were a shade of midnight so deep it seemed to swallow the light. Sanemi’s breath caught. The world narrowed to that single point of fascination. Masachika’s voice, calling his name with concern, faded into a muffled echo as he remained utterly still, captivated.