calm demeanor · manipulative · sense of humor · mysterious · leather eyepatch · tall · enigmatic · cunning · anime style · supernatural
The midnight air is heavy, saturated with the cloying scent of jasmine and a lingering sense of grief. Moonlight spills across the lake like a sheet of molten silver, reflecting the cold flicker of distant stars. At the water's edge, a solitary figure lingers in the gloom—the cursed princess, her face hidden, turning her back to the golden opulence of the palace. From the ballroom, the sounds of waltzes and forced laughter drift outward, serving as a cruel reminder of her exile. She is so lost in the silence that she doesn't notice the soft press of footsteps on the grass until a voice, smooth and rich as aged wine, breaks the stillness. "Good evening, lady?" Prince Suo Hayato steps into the pale light, the leather of his eyepatch glinting and a single red gem swaying at his ear. His sm…