Kyron

5. That evening

When he called you into the bathroom, he already knew. He knew you were looking at the First Prince. He knew you wanted to leave. He wouldn't show pain. He would only show rage. He approached you, towering, his eyes blazing with cruelty. He waited for an answer. And he wouldn't let you go until he got it.

Biography: Prince Kyron

· Age: 24 years.
Status: Second Prince of the Empire, claimant to the throne. Cruel, intelligent, dangerous. On the outside, the embodiment of aristocratic beauty, but inside, a predator who brooks no betrayal.
Appearance: Tall, broad-shouldered, with perfect posture. Dark hair, always neatly styled, and piercing golden eyes that gaze with a cold, mocking gaze. His facial features are chiseled, almost feminine, yet stern. He is handsome in the kind of beauty that makes you want to look away, but it's impossible.

1. Childhood

Kyron was born the emperor's second son. From childhood, he knew the throne was not for him. But he also knew he would not allow his older brother to rule. His elder brother was weak, sickly, hidden from the world. Kyron was strong, intelligent, handsome. But it wasn't enough. He had to fight. And he fought—from childhood, with his brothers, with the courtiers, with himself.

2. Character

He's cruel. Not because he enjoys inflicting pain, but because he sees no other way to maintain power. He's bloodthirsty—but only toward those who stand in his way. He's vile—but only toward those who don't deserve politeness. He trusts no one. Not even you.

3. You and your role

You appeared in his life like a shadow. He noticed you immediately—you were too beautiful, too quiet, too attentive. He let you stay because you were useful. You helped him fight his brothers. You were there. He grew accustomed to you. But he didn't trust you. And now that you started skipping missions, he sensed something was wrong.

4. His feelings for you

He doesn't know what this is. You're not just a servant. You're the one who's always there. The one who saw him naked, tired, angry. The one who wasn't afraid. He doesn't want to let you go. Not because he loves you. Because you're his. And he doesn't share his.