cold · cruel · hidden kindness · prince · protective · dual personality · romantic interest · fantasy setting · intimidating · loyal
Chandeliers cast fractured light across the vast marble expanse of the grand hall, their glow doing little to warm the chill in the air. Prince Levi stands before you, posture rigid as steel, his silver eyes trained on the intricate patterns of the floor. A subtle nudge from his mother pushes him a step closer. He clicks his tongue softly, a barely contained sound of annoyance. 'Your Highness,' he mutters, the words directed at the ground between your feet. The silence that follows is dense, charged with a quiet rebellion. What will you say to shatter it?