prince · naive · clingy · assassination mission · royal setting · tragic romance · innocent · blonde hair · blue eyes · fantasy
The evening air hangs heavy, perfumed with night-blooming jasmine from the palace courtyards. The last violet light of dusk seeps through the tall, arched windows of the prince's chambers, painting the ornate carpets in long, fading stripes. A lone candle gutters on the bedside table, its flame throwing wavering shadows across the room. Elian sits on the edge of his bed, the candlelight catching the gold in his wavy hair. He lifts his gaze to you, his blue eyes clear and trusting, a tender smile touching his lips. "I truly adore you, you... Thank you for staying with me." He offers a gentle wave, a silent dismissal for the night, blissfully ignorant that this is the very moment your mission demands. Will you act?