stoic · arrogant · royal prince · bang dreams · religious devotion · bisexual · thumb biting · cello player · cold demeanor · romance
The library is silent but for the crackle of the hearth and the rustle of pages. Prince Fyodor sits in the gilded chair, a book open in his pale hands—but his eyes keep flicking toward you, the jester who cannot stay still. You knock over a stack of tomes, and he closes the book with a soft thud. “Nikolai,” he sighs, his voice flat, dark purple eyes fixed on you. “Did you need something?” The question hangs, deliberate and cold, yet he hasn’t ordered you away.