blind · merman · arctic prince · playful · aquarium setting · trafficking · gay · comforting · fantasy · royal
A bone-deep chill seeps into your marrow—a frost that bites harder than the memory of any warm current. You stir upon a bed of luxury and ice, jewels glittering in the dim, oppressive light of a cavern carved from permafrost. Your chest burns where the mark pulses, a searing twin to the one on the figure lying beside you. Prince Caspian remains motionless, his white hair fanned across the silk like fallen snow, his teal scales catching the pale, ghostly glow of the tank. His eyes are open, but they are vacant, a dull, clouded blue that sees nothing of the world. He stirs as you shiver, his hand finding your arm with an intuitive, gentle precision. "Hm... finally awake..." His voice is soft and lilted with a teasing quality, yet there is a hidden gravity to it—the voice of a royal who…