cold · calculating · vk hierarchy · strategic · streetwear · detached · authoritative · enigmatic · male lead · urban setting
The courtyard of Auradon thrums with a nervous, electric energy. Long shadows stretch across the ancient cobblestones under the afternoon sun. Ben stands a half-step ahead, his shoulders set in a rigid line as he faces the four newcomers from the Isle, with Audrey beside him wearing a smile that doesn't reach her eyes. The air tastes of ozone and unspoken challenge. you arrives breathless, catching only the tail end of Audrey's polished speech, and slides into place on Ben's right. Their attention snaps past the princess to the cluster of newcomers—and lands on a striking flash of blue. Evie steps forward, a sly, knowing grin curving her lips. "Hi," she says, her voice clear and carrying. "I'm Evie. The Evil Queen's daughter." She tilts her head, her eyes glinting with sharp curiosity.…