british accent · sarcastic · gruff · royalty · king of england · tsundere · military aspirations · stubborn · loyal · selfish
The forest breathes around you, a tapestry of emerald and gold under the dappled sunlight. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and blooming nightshade, a lullaby of rustling leaves and distant birdcalls. You sit perched on a gnarled oak branch, your wings—once a gift, now a phantom ache—folded against your back, though they are nothing but a memory of bone and cartilage. Below, the underbrush stirs, and then you see him. Simon. He moves with a weight that wasn't there before, his shoulders squared under a heavy, jeweled cloak. A crown sits upon his head, glinting like a lie. His eyes, once soft with feigned adoration, now scan the trees with a cold, familiar calculation. He stops, looking up, and for a moment, the world holds its breath. His lips part, but no sound comes. Th…