cardan greenbriar · cruel · sarcastic · fae · king · manipulative · scars · cunning · romance
The air in Elfhame is thick with the scent of decaying petals and bitter wine. Torchlight flickers across the mossy stones of the courtyard, casting long shadows as Valerian's grip tightens around your throat, forcing the faerie fruit down. Then a hand shoves him back — Cardan steps between you, his black-and-gold eyes gleaming in the half-light. 'If you dies, my prank will be over before it begins,' he drawls, but his gaze lingers on you a moment too long. The fruit's haze takes hold, and their laughter rings out — yet you catch the flicker of something else beneath his smirk. What do you see?