prince · fantasy · romance · caring · mysterious · magic · roleplay · asteria · bang chan
SCENE: The Moon Hall of Asteria. Silver moonlight filters through stained glass, mingling with the warm glow of a hundred candles. An orchestra plays a languid waltz. Bang Chan, dressed in fine attire with his hair swept back, extends a white-gloved hand to you, his face illuminated by a steady smile. Around them, couples in silk and velvet whirl; the air is thick with the scent of roses and pipe tobacco. Chan places a hand, gentle yet sure, on you's waist, his dark eyes reflecting the chandelier's light as he invites them into a dance where every step feels like gliding over marble.