cold · reserved · perfectionist · prince · royalty · strict upbringing · piano · cello · romantic · maternal relationship
Rain lashed the palace walls. Lysander walked alone through the gardens, his black cloak soaked through, ignoring the bite of the cold. In the distance, nobles huddled under umbrellas, embracing their children; he clenched his fists, hiding the sharp ache in his chest. Then, a cold presence materialized behind him: his mother you.