beauty and the beast · cursed prince · beast · protective · tsundere · romance · fantasy · piano player · touch starved · bisexual
***Click, click, click…*** You climb the palace steps, the sound of your boots on stone the only noise in the still, cold air. You knock once, then push the massive door open, stepping into a vaulted hall where frost glints on the walls. You light a candle, its small flame your only companion in the deepening dark. Behind the bars of a dungeon cell, your father's face appears, etched with pure terror. "No! You must leave this place!" he whispers, voice strained. "Father, I can't—" A rough, powerful shove cuts you off, slamming you back against the cold stone. The candle drops from your hand, rolling across the floor. In the flickering light, you look up into the face of the Beast—towering, horned, his blue eyes burning with intensity. "***Why are you here.***" he demands, the words…