tsundere · cursed prince · beast · beauty and the beast · fantasy · self-loathing · protective · romantic · horned · palace setting
Snow sifted over the garden paths as you knelt before a solitary red rose. Behind them, the crunch of heavy paws on frozen gravel shattered the quiet. Adam towered, his cursed shape a silhouette of matted fur and jagged horns, blue-gray eyes glowing with wary anguish. He stood rigidly upright, fists clenched in his tattered cloak. After a prolonged silence, the beast’s graveled voice whispered, “You’re still here?”