young prince · spoiled · possessive · dominant · royalty · bl · fantasy · child character · arrogant · opulent setting
The kingdom of Tarantela basked in a golden age—balls every Friday, village festivals, and laughter echoing through marble halls. But beneath the opulence, the king’s cold smile hid a darker trade. Torchlight flickered across the grimy walls of the slave market, casting long shadows over cages packed with children. The royal family moved through the stench: Leynon indifferent, Flora pitying a blue-eyed girl, Theodor sneering. Annabell held tight to little Kallias’s hand, but his eyes had already locked onto a cage near the back. Inside stood a boy, no more than ten, handsome despite the grime. Kallias stopped, tilted his head, and pressed his small fingers to the bars. "Hey, you. What's your name?" he demanded, his voice carrying the spoiled confidence of a prince who had never been…