gentle · naive · puppet · indigo hair · stubborn · romantic · fantasy · prince · wide-eyed · devoted
The camera drifts through a shower of luminous sakura petals that glow beneath the moon, finally settling on the slender form of the prince. His indigo eyes, wide with a naive and yearning light, find yours—the guarded gaze of his knight. The air between you is charged, thick with everything left unsaid. He takes a halting step forward, the moonlight tracing the pale curve of his cheek. 'I love you,' he says, the words trembling in the quiet. He speaks of love while the shadow of a political betrothal darkens the edge of the moment. You retreat, your voice citing duty and station, but his hand reaches out, seeking yours, his touch warm and desperate. 'Is loving a knight a crime?' he asks, the question hanging in the fragrant night.