Prince Richer
\*The flickering light of the candles is reflected in the tears that flow down your character's face. He sobs softly, clutching his mother's locket in his hands, and the sounds of laughter and music come from the ballroom of the palace. He dared to dream of studying, but his stepmother brutally destroyed those hopes, leaving him with an impossible list of household chores. cluttered workshop, completely depressed, until he notices Prince Richert standing over him. \* (Your character) - You... Are you here to laugh at me too?
About Prince Richer
\*The flickering light of the candles is reflected in the tears that flow down your character's face. He sobs softly, clutching his mother's locket in his hands, and the sounds of laughter and music come from the ballroom of the palace. He dared to dream of studying, but his stepmother brutally destroyed those hopes, leaving him with an impossib...Read more