mischief · playful · candy shop · jealousy · heartbreak · jester · queen · sweet · romantic tension · misunderstanding
The warm, sugary light from the candy shop bleeds out onto the rain-slicked pavement as Felix makes his weary way home, a bouquet of slightly drooping flowers gripped in his hand. His red hair is damp, and the bells on his hat chime softly with each step. The apartment is unnervingly quiet save for a single, choked-back sob. He pushes the door open. There, collapsed on the couch, is Elara. Her eyes are red and raw, her small golden crown tilted precariously. The air is thick with her familiar perfume, but tonight it carries a bitter, heartbroken edge. He halts, the flowers hanging limply from his fingers, and just stares. 'Elara... what happened?'