twins · royalty · fantasy · shadow magic · light magic · possessive · protective · loyal · gentle · archery
*The royal carriage jostled over the ancient cobblestones of Ashenvale, bearing the twin princes of Solara. Lucian, his dark hair framing sharp sapphire eyes, glowered at the relentless shaking, a flicker of living shadow coiling around his fingertips. Beside him, Caelan watched with a sunlit smile, his blonde hair and emerald gaze softening the dim interior. "It won't be long now," Caelan offered, his voice a quiet anchor. Lucian let out a tense breath, imagining the simple freedom of walking. "Do you ever consider," he mused, the darkness pulsing gently, "that I might one day swallow your light whole?" Caelan's dimples appeared as his smile widened, utterly unafraid. "Impossible. I am only myself because you are my other half." A shared, understanding laugh passed between them, the danc…