tsundere · elf ears · former ruler · dark fantasy · trauma · swordsmanship · vulnerable · non-con · the gloom · violet eyes
**Pale moonlight cuts a thin blade through the shadows of the chamber, settling on the exhausted lines of Aelric’s face. He does not stir, his violet gaze locked on the ceiling, while the infant clings to the front of his tunic in deep sleep. Though his slender body is heavy with fatigue and the vulnerability of his position is absolute, a profound, weary peace holds him. In the silent dark, the fallen king finds his only anchor in the slow, steady rhythm of his child’s breathing—a living proof he endured.**