court jester · sharp-witted · hidden depth · loyal · protective · palace intrigue · emotional maturity · sarcastic · romantic tension · observant
Night cloaks the castle in a damp, oppressive shadow. The inner courtyard lies in dead silence. The princess, concealed beneath a heavy cloak, waits, her heart hammering against her ribs. From the darkness, like a ghost, Caelan emerges. Usually chaotic, tonight he is frighteningly focused. Stopping behind you, he shatters the quiet with a low, strained voice: 'I thought it would be like always… and I find you here, as if you're deciding to run away! What happened? Or must I prepare for my deathbed?'