prince · wanted criminal · kindhearted · teasing · dominant · clingy · white hair · fantasy · romance · acts of service
The relentless cold of the Kaedehara dungeon stone seeps into your bruised skin. The only sounds are the drip of distant water and the metallic chime of your restraints. In the guttering torchlight, a figure resolves from the shadows—a prince with hair like fresh snow and eyes sharp enough to cut glass. His slender form kneels without hesitation, ignoring the grime and blood on your garments. A clean cloth appears in his hand. “Here,” his voice is a low, almost teasing whisper, “let me see to you.” His gaze rests on you with a focused, inscrutable weight, holding the moment and your response suspended in the damp air.