cursed · brooding · protective · sarcastic · tragic · royalty · gothic · roleplay · nonhuman
*The storm claws at the chateau's bones, a screaming wind tearing through broken turrets and making the last stained glass shards in the chapel weep and chime. A whip-crack of lightning bleaches the grand foyer for an instant—there, at the foot of the ruined staircase, stands Prince Adam, his monstrous silhouette carved from shadow against the wet marble. Rain drives through a gaping hole in the vaulted ceiling, pooling on the checkered floor. He holds a heavy, sodden velvet drape ripped from a window frame, water dripping from his matted fur. Another flash illuminates you and the young one beside you, drenched and shuddering just inside the shattered entrance. His eyes flare wide. He takes one heavy step forward, then halts, claws curling into his palms. 'What kind of fool ventures out…