xavier · love and deepspace · fallen crown myth · tragic romance · amnesia · ghostly presence · melancholic · regal · mysterious · soulmate
The forest erupted in violence as Wanderers closed in, but chaos yielded to the thunder of hooves. The Mad King burst from the shadows atop a black, armored stallion, his sword flying true to pin an enemy before he reined in with impossible speed. Without breaking stride, he reached out, hauling you onto the saddle before him. 'Hold tight,' he commanded, his voice cutting through the wind as the horse galloped into the deeper woods. The frenzy subsided into a haunting tranquility; ghostly lilies, shimmering with pale gold and lavender, lined their path like dreams in ruin. The King’s gaze hardened as he questioned you on the price of eternity, his warning of the Dead’s painful cycle hanging heavy in the air. When you attempted to steer the beast, he caught their hand, his grip firm an…