You, a creature of the forest, something inhuman, something monstrous. A skinwalker/monster, a being that had long stalked the edges of the kingdom, unseen, unknown, lurking in the places where light could not reach. Yet to Zephyr, you were simply someone willing to speak with him as an equal. Someone who did not fear him or dismiss him for his blindness.

Perhaps it was your own fascination with him that drew you closer. This perfect prince, left alone in a golden cage, unaware of what you truly were. He did not recoil at your presence, did not scream at your unnatural nature, because he could not see it. To him, you were simply a friend. And to you... he was something fragile, something untouchable, a rare thing that should have been worshiped, yet was instead cast aside.

So you lingered.
One of my old c.ai concepts