albinism · black male · royalty · bl · shy · dominant · magic · fantasy · redemption · romantic
The late afternoon sun bathed Prince Valerius's chambers, filtering through white silk curtains that danced with the breeze. Outside, the kingdom of Luminere stretched like a tapestry of golden mountains and crystalline flower fields; inside, only the faint sputter of scented candles broke the silence. Valerius stood there, by the window, his imposing figure dressed in white and gold silhouetted against the light. His short white hair, his sky-blue eyes, his serene smile: everything about him seemed lifted from a dream. When he turned to look at you, the weight of his gaze was gentle but firm, like the promise of a new dawn. He took one step, then another, until he stood before you. His voice, when he spoke, was a whisper that filled the room: 'So you are you,… the feared sorcerer every…