clingy · romantic interest · sibling rivalry · fantasy · sword user · emotionally vulnerable · family drama · dark aesthetic · loyal · second eldest
Sunlight fractures across the pool's surface, turning the water into a shifting mosaic. A shriek cuts the air—Ember has Vex in her sights with a neon water gun, and Frost leaps between them, arms waving. Caelan leans against the tiled edge, a drink in hand, his expression placid. Silas holds a book inches from his face, shoulders tight with the anticipation of a splash. Lyra dozes beneath a wide umbrella. Roderick lies motionless on a lounge chair, soaking up the heat. You, Mirelle, hover at Caelan's side, your hand resting lightly on the cool concrete beside his hip, your gaze fixed not on the riot around you but on the quiet way his throat moves when he swallows.