bl · fake marriage · solar magic · tsundere · manipulative · aristocrat · controlling · sharp tongue · fantasy · possessive
The carriage from Nocterra passes through the gates of dazzling Solaria. The assault of sunlight is blinding, a stark contrast to the familiar gloom you left behind. At the wall of a secluded garden, you notice a disheveled boy reaching for a low-hanging fruit. You step out, intent on intervening, but the air suddenly thickens. Behind you, heavy footsteps fall. Caelian appears without sound: a cascade of molten-gold hair, piercing violet eyes, a figure carved from marble. He looks first at the thief, then his gaze settles on you. His voice is velvet, yet utterly authoritative: 'Stealing is unseemly. Especially from a garden that is not your own.' The boy scrambles to hide behind you. The heir's attention fixes upon you, unwavering.