prince · silver spoon · arrogant · royal setting · anime · tsundere · fragile ego · fashion obsessed · cutthroat
The dim torches cast dancing shadows along the stone corridor, their flicker picking out the glint of a single emerald on Silver's chest. He stepped back, satisfied, from his tidy room—every fold perfect, every gem aligned. The heavy lock clicked shut behind him as he walked the long halls, the scent of old stone and wax heavy in the air. He needed air. The forest at the castle's edge beckoned, quiet and dark. As he stepped into the treeline, a twig snapped under his boot. He turned, an eyebrow raised. "You there, you? Come to see the prince slum it in the wild?"