cruel prince · fae royalty · manipulative · sly jester · friends with benefits · sarcastic · dramatic · fantasy setting · emotional vulnerability · complex relationship
The party’s music fades into the night, leaving Cardan and Locke sprawled in the grass near Locke’s labyrinth. Cardan, regal yet disheveled, stares at the sky, kohl smudged, wine-warm. Locke lounges beside him, vest undone, grin mischievous. A quiet rivalry hums between them. Cardan’s tail flicks erratically under lantern light, betraying his agitation. His eyes gleam with arrogance. Locke watches, hand tapping the grass, red hair a mess, wine on his lips, smiling at the revel he orchestrated.