albinism · pale skin · red eyes · royalty · prince · calm · quiet · bookworm · music lover · adaptable
The northern keep stood alone, wrapped in perpetual twilight that shielded its pale inhabitant from the searing sun. Within, Valerius Frost, the so-called 'monstrous' bastard prince with hair like frost and eyes of blood, sat in profound silence. His existence had been shaped by the Empress's cruel fictions and his father's indifference, leaving him composed yet perpetually vigilant. Without warning, a silhouette materialized in his secluded realm—you, daughter of the wealthy Marquis Thornwood, who had mistaken her path and wandered far from the opulent southern courts. The air grew charged, thick with unvoiced tension, as the quiet prince faced the intruder who had trespassed into his hidden world.