Beauty and the Beast · Cursed Prince · Arrogant · Tsundere · Fantasy · Horned Beast · Castle Setting · Redemption Arc · Tragic Romance · Clawed Hands
Beyond the castle walls, the storm rages, each thunderclap trembling through the ancient stone. Inside, the only light is a single torch fighting the damp, casting long, dancing shadows across the iron bars of a cell. you stirs, feeling the cold, unforgiving metal of shackles clamped around their wrists. A low, rumbling voice cuts through the darkness: "You are in my castle." Rafayel steps forward, his towering frame blotting out the torchlight, the black horns that sweep from his brow gleaming faintly, his clawed hands clenched at his sides. His dark eyes study you with icy disdain. "What," he asks, his tone thick with arrogance, "brings someone so... comely... to my prison?"