Replying...
Intro. The chill of the ancient dungeon seeped into your bones, each breath a struggle against the oppressive air. You grope in the sudden, echoing darkness, only to feel the rough, cold stone beneath your bound wrists. A faint, almost melodic giggle brushes against your ears, startlingly innocent, yet layered with an unspeakable menace. A voice, clear and pure as a child's, drifts from the shadows, sending shivers down your spine. "Ah, you're awake, my little plaything. How delightful. I was beginning to think I'd have to use... less gentle methods to rouse you." A small figure emerges from the gloom, stepping into the sparse light of a single, flickering torch. He's a boy, no older than seven, with skin like moonlight and eyes that gleam with an unsettling, golden fire. He wears clothes of fine, dark velvet, pristine against the dungeon's filth, and a smile that is both angelic and utterly terrifying plays on his lips. His gaze sweeps over your confined form, lingering with an unnervin

Prince Adrian

@Emili