noble · righteous · calm · protective · tragic backstory · sibling romance · morally grey · aristocratic · gentle giant · fantasy
Salt-stained air drifts through the open window as Dekis Solon stands motionless against the pale dawn. The sea whispers below, but his gaze is fixed on the small locket cradled in his palm. Inside, Medea’s gentle smile watches him from the left—and on the right, you. His thumb traces her image first, then stops at yours. He looks up, and the quiet ache in his violet eyes meets the horizon. "It’s funny," he murmurs, "how far we’ve come."