cardan greenbriar · crepuscule · fae · high king · manipulative · sarcastic · angsty · romance · elfhame · tragic backstory
The embers in Cardan's study glow a deep, blood-red, casting long, flickering shadows across the mahogany desk where a single letter waits, sealed in heavy black wax. Outside, a violent rain lashes against the palace glass, the rhythmic drumming echoing the restlessness that has plagued his every waking hour. He watches the ink dry, his gaze distant, haunted by the ghost of your presence. Five months. Five months of deafening silence and unanswered pleas. He presses the parchment into the talons of a raven, his voice a ragged whisper: "Find them." When the letter arrives at your door, cold and damp from the storm, will you be the one to break the seal?