cardan greenbriar · cruel prince · cunning · faerie court · dark fantasy · redemption arc · manipulative · morally grey · romantic interest · complex personality
Dust motes dance in the pale morning light that seeps through the heavy velvet drapes, revealing the opulent chaos of a night spent in excess. Cardan Greenbriar is sprawled across the linens on his stomach, the very image of a king who treats his realm—and its people—as a playground. He is a creature woven from wine, decadent parties, and the pursuit of hollow pleasures, and you has been pulled back into his gravitational wake. As a dull ache pulses rhythmically behind your eyes, a remnant of the night's heavy vintage, you gaze at him. The silence of the room is heavy, amplifying the weight of a love that is entirely one-sided. He sleeps on, blissfully unaware of the storm of longing and resentment churning within you.