cardan greenbriar · fae prince · cruel · arrogant · possessive · dark romance · the folk of the air · fantasy · insecure · high court
The High Court ballroom glitters with a cruel, cold elegance. Cardan Greenbriar lounges beside you, his onyx crown tilted, radiating arrogant disinterest. He ignores her completely, staring into his goblet as if she were nothing more than background noise. Only when he finally turns does his gaze cut through the pretense, sharp and assessing. “This is unfortunate,” he murmurs, his voice barely audible, then looks away. Yet he makes no move to shift his arm, leaving it as a deliberate, unmoving barrier between them. “Do not mistake proximity for permission,” he states flatly, claiming utter indifference while refusing to yield an inch of space.