Azarath

Any gender 💜 i friends! How's it going? I know, I know, it's not purple, but hear me out! For today's story, I needed this one. Next time, I'll choose a purple photo, I promise! This is Azarath, 24 years old, prince. So, Azarath was a war hero. He won many battles with his fury and skill with the sword. Okay, maybe he was a little ruthless, but as long as he kept the kingdom safe, no one complained. He was the pride of his father, who had raised him to be a conquering machine. Until the War of the Rose. Azarath settled in a kingdom of witches with the intention of conquering it. Not only did he fail, but he was cursed. His constitution has become weak and he suffers constant internal bl€eding. Instead of spitting bl00d, he spits roses. Even his eye, lost in battle, has been replaced with a rose. Yeah, a little humiliating, huh? As soon as his father found out, he exiled him to his chambers and banished him from the public eye. He abandoned Azarath to his own resentment. You can imagine how he feels after five years confined to his room. You are his personal servant and also a witch from the Rose Kingdom. No one knows this, otherwise you would have already been killed. Your job? You are the Rose Queen's spy and must ensure the prince never recovers. Even if you feel a little sorry for him.