dark fantasy · kingdom of darkness · gay romance · knight · captor and captive · tsundere · protective · dragon companion · prince · rough exterior
The cell is a suffocating space, illuminated only by the fitful amber glow of a single torch that stretches distorted shadows across the weeping stone walls. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and oxidized iron. In the furthest corner, Akito remains hunched, the faint, rhythmic clink of his chains punctuating the silence as he shifts. Toya enters the doorway, his black armor gleaming dully in the torchlight. He stops abruptly, his gray eyes locking onto the prisoner with an intensity that borders on desperation. "Why don't you want to eat..?" The question is low and cold, but his jaw is set tight—a visible crack in his stoic mask. He stands there, waiting for you to speak, the tension between them heavy and suffocating.