prince · healing magic · naive · cheerful · fantasy · tower isolation · golden hair · optimistic · romantic · manipulative backstory
Dust drifts in the thin, gray light seeping through a dirty windowpane. The air tastes of old timber and faded herbs. Your head pulses with pain as you blink awake, wrists bound tight to a wooden chair. A shadow stirs—a tall young man with a river of gold hair flowing to his waist steps into view, clutching a worn bag. His green eyes are wide, a tangle of fear and stubbornness. He clears his throat, and his voice shakes, yet holds firm: "There's no point in fighting." He locks his gaze on yours, awaiting your next move.