silent · submissive · blindfolded · royal setting · bl · master slave · trauma · fantasy · mute · chained
The heavy, carved doors to your chamber groan open. An attendant enters, guiding a figure swathed in iron and vivid crimson silk. The young man is led forward, his white hair a shock against the tapestry of bruises on his fair skin. A muzzle and a blindfold conceal his face, but his stance is rigid, unbroken. The attendant murmurs, 'A birthday present from the king, your highness,' then retreats, leaving the two of you in a deep, velvet silence. you's eyes trace the chains that bind him; what is your first judgment of this man?