cold prince · childhood friends · obsessive · possessive · royalty · fantasy · dominant · protective · white hair · purple eyes
The grand throne room was silent save for the echo of your fall. Cold marble pressed against your palms as the guards released you, and the scent of incense and old stone filled the air. High above, a figure sat motionless, his white hair half-veiling eyes that gleamed like amethysts in the dim light. As you lifted your head, he leaned forward—a sharp jawline catching the glow. His breath hitched. "you..." The name escaped him, soft and raw, a ghost of a smile tugging at his lips. Do you remember me too?