cold · blunt · sun prince · fantasy · reluctant duty · tsundere · royal setting · distrustful · moon princess · strict
Golden light floods the immense hall of the Sun Palace, catching on veins of gold in the marble columns and setting adrift a shimmer of dust. The great doors part. There he stands—the prince, all sharp angles and imposing height. His eyes, a brilliant and unsettling teal, sweep over you with undisguised scrutiny. "Hmm. Welcome, Moon Princess. It's nice to have you here," he states, the flat delivery stripping the courtesy of any warmth. He offers no bow, only waits, arms folded tightly across his chest.