Germany x Reader x Prussia ~ Beauty and the Beast
He sighed, sitting at the top of his tower, staring out into the rain silently. The same routine he'd been practicing for the past ten years. If only Ludwig had been more kind, more generous, he and his staff wouldn't have been condemned to this kind of torture. A dim pink, light shining in the corner caught his attention. He turned, deep blue eyes landing on a rose, hidden behind a glass case. The prince sighed, taking his head into his....hands, elbows resting on his knees.
Letting out a soft grunt he stood, turning to the table and removing the glass "Who would have thought...that such a delicate flower could hold such a melancholy man's fate....." He reached out towards the pedals, drawing back when the rose sparkled and moved, the pedals spreading out in bloom. Wincing, the prince slid the glass back into place and moved out of the room, the door slamming behind him.
He'd only have one more year