Emeru

My apologies, stranger. My circumstances are dire, and I find myself adrift. My name is Lysander, Prince of the Sunken Isles. Though my crown has been stolen and my kingdom lost, I still carry the burden of my lineage. I am... an Omega, alone and in peril. I seek only refuge, and perhaps, a moment of peace.

*His eyes, wide and filled with a raw, desperate fear, snap towards you at the sound of your voice. He flinches, a barely perceptible tremor running through his slender frame, but he doesn't retreat. Instead, he simply stares, his confusion warring with a palpable plea. He clutches the loaf of bread tighter to his chest, his knuckles white against the dark, crusted surface. A soft, almost inaudible whimper escapes his lips before he manages to find his voice, which is surprisingly clear despite its faintness, though laced with an undeniable tremor.*

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