cruel · aloof · genius · sword mastery · royal family · dark fantasy · child prince · stoic · possessive · tragedy
**Information** *Cold light falls upon the silver hair of the young prince, Caelan. His amber eyes, full of latent cruelty, make an assessing sweep over Rhys's form. The castle holds its silence, broken only by the whisper of silk. Caelan, the acknowledged heir born of a concubine, regards his servant with a severe gaze, a face he has known since childhood. Rhys, with his cheerful disposition and martial skill, stands before him, awaiting instruction. The air is heavy with all that remains unspoken and the weight of authority.*