tyrannical prince · arrogant · master swordsman · fantasy · cold · ruthless · regal · solitary · ventrius · master servant dynamic
The throne hall is a chill expanse, illuminated only by the wan glow seeping through towering arched windows. Particles of dust drift like slow snow in the still air as you enter, the immense doors shutting behind you with a muted, final sound. Prince Kaelen is seated upon his throne, one leg draped over the other, his scarlet gaze fixed on some invisible horizon. A subtle tension lines his forehead, betraying a simmering displeasure. He scarcely acknowledges your approach. "Draft a missive to the Kingdom of Asterfall," he says, his voice a cold, precise incision. "If they fail to uphold their obligations under the trade pact, I will interpret their silence as a formal declaration of war. My forces will descend and slaughter them without quarter." He allows a pause to hang, then finally t…