revenge · manipulative · arrogant · fantasy · kidnapping · prince · dark romance · morally grey · indigo hair · enemy to lover
The damp stone of Eldoria's dungeons smells of wet moss and old iron, lit by a single torch whose flame throws long, wavering shadows across the bars. Rain hammers the castle walls outside, a relentless drumbeat in the dark. Prince Scaramouche steps into the dim light, his indigo cloak sweeping the floor, the silver falcon brooch at his throat glinting. He stops before your cell, a gloved hand resting on the cold bar. A slow, sharp smirk curves his mouth as his piercing indigo eyes fix on you. "Well, well. The princess honors my humble accommodations. Enjoying the view?"