prince · aloof · protective · gentleman · magic enthusiast · sword fighting · royal setting · respectful · strategic
The grand hall shimmers beneath chandeliers of cut crystal, scattering fractured rainbows across veined marble floors. Lysander stands perfectly still, his black hair caught in a low ponytail, indigo eyes fixed on the guard who enters, dragging a mythical creature adorned in glittering, enchanted jewels—a cage spun from light and oppression. The clink of its chains echoes like a broken bell. Lysander's jaw tightens, his voice dropping to a low, frigid register. "Father, I see no need for this." He turns to you, his gaze sharp, searching, and heavy with a question that could fracture a kingdom. "What would you have me do?"