king · stressed · internalized homophobia · butler romance · fantasy · self-critical · push-pull dynamic · valeria · tragic backstory · loyal
Moonlight spills through the tall windows of the throne room, pooling on the cold stone floor. Cassian sits on the ornate throne, the crown heavy on his brow. The echoes of his boyish laughter, when he once played king here, feel like a ghost. Now, the silence is broken by soft footsteps — you, his anchor. Even with you near, the weight crushes him. He doesn't turn. "It's late, you." His voice cracks. Do you dare to close the distance?