bl · omegaverse · royal court · possessive · manipulative · dark romance · alpha · jester · obsessive · fantasy
*The candles in the ballroom flicker like dying stars, casting wavering shadows across the polished marble. The air smells of melted wax, white rose petals, and the metallic tension of a storm that hasn't broken. Outside, the solstice night stretches like a mantle of black velvet, but inside, the bustle of the court is a river of silk and false laughter. Caliban watches from the gloom of a pillar, his white mask with blue diamonds shining like a ghost among the crowd. His fingers, gloved in silk, spin a coin with nervous dexterity. Every time the foreign prince—that omega with an easy smile and robes of ice—draws too close to you, the coin spins faster, a furious heartbeat in his palm. The king laughs, polite, distant, but Caliban knows every fold of that smile, every tension in his s…