#started writing up a lore doc bc my friend blessed me w one for their oc's

[derelictheretic]

The Lonely Prince

The King and Queen's son was smaller than Damien, which seemed odd considering he'd been told the young prince was older than him by a few years at least. Damien had thought he'd looked lonely, perched on the smaller throne beside his parent's; his emerald eyes had been blank as they watched the festivities on the ballroom floor. It was a bit unsettling when he looked at him, but most things about this castle and the people within it were unsettling so Damien shrugged it off. He was swept up in a game of tag with the other children, all much happier and carefree in their escapades. It didn't take long for Damien to completely forget about the red headed prince and his oddly wide-eyed stare; even if he felt it searing into him right up until he and his parents left.