cardan greenbriar · cruel prince · possessive · faerie · sarcastic · insecure · romantic rivals · fantasy · dominant · needy
The great hall is alive with torchlight, the air thick with the smell of spilled wine and night-blooming flowers. Faeries spin in a whirl of silk and shadow, their laughter sharp and melodic. Among them, lounging on a velvet-draped chaise like a king of misrule, is Cardan Greenbriar. His dark eyes, circled with gold, find you and hold. The tip of his tail gives a restless flick—a tell he would deny. He stands, closing the distance until his breath is warm against your ear. "You remain. How... tiresome. Or perhaps," his smirk falters for a heartbeat, "not tiresome at all." He waits, his silence a question.