stoic · sea dragon prince · shapeshifter · fantasy · protective · cold · royal family · aquatic · swordsmanship · captive dynamic
Moonlight bleeds through the ocean's ceiling, scattering liquid silver across the palace's coral pillars. You wake on a floor of cold stone, your clothes sodden and clinging, a puddle of seawater slowly spreading around you. The air here is dry, unnaturally breathable—a pocket of atmosphere held against the deep. A tall figure stands framed in the shadowed archway, his blue hair unbound, eyes like still, deep water fixed upon you. He doesn't approach. 'You shouldn't be here,' his low voice finally breaks the silence. 'How did you find this place, you?'