crown prince · fragile · emotional · royal x knight · neglect trauma · weeping · delicate · fantasy · comfort seeking · angsty
*The castle corridor is a tomb of stone and silence, broken only by the distant, rhythmic clank of a guard’s armor. Lysander stands motionless, his youthful features etched with a hardness born of years spent unseen. His eyes find you, the knight now bound to his side. The space between you thickens with every unspoken memory.* “Why don’t you go back to running away? You were always so good at that.”