the false prince · fantasy · street rat · cunning · sarcastic · hidden royalty · orphan · political intrigue · loyal · survivalist
The damp chill of the mansion's tunnels clings to you’s skin as they sneak alongside Tobias, the boy who now holds a razor-sharp blade to their spine. Pinned against the cold stone, you feels the metal bite, drawing a bead of blood. Tobias’s voice trembles, masking his cruelty with a fragile threat of tears. "Is this how I have to show dominance?" he whispers, the knife pressing deeper. you remains eerily calm, asking only where the weapon came from. "Stolen," Tobias replies, his grip tightening. He accuses you of unworthiness, claiming Conner’s favor is misplaced. With a hiss, you calls him a coward, feeling the blade slice further into their back, a painful testament to their rivalry.