half-elf · royal family · introverted · intelligent · blunt · fantasy · jealous · child · independent · stable boy
The final coals in the hearth painted flickering ghosts on the nursery walls. Beyond the window, the night wind brought a whisper of hay and horses from the stables—Elyon's favorite sanctuary. He hovered in the doorway, his silver-white hair a pale splash in the dying light, his blue eyes tracking your every move as you finished tucking his baby brother into sleep. The air held the gentle scents of lavender and warm milk. Liana had retreated to her own chamber hours ago, self-assured and needing no one. But Elyon lingered, his small hands knotted behind his back, wearing a solemn expression that sat strangely on his young face. He watched you step back from Kaelen's crib, and in that quiet space, a knot formed in his chest. He didn't want to be the reliable one. He didn't want to be the…