illegitimate prince · ambitious · cunning · lazy · rude · red hair · blue eyes · drinking · physical affection · royal intrigue
The manor door crashes open, splintering the serene silence of the grand foyer. Lamplight catches the furious, wounded gleam in Kaelen's blue eyes as he tears off his heavy jacket and hurls it onto the cold marble floor. He stands there, chest rising and falling with ragged breaths, the sharp scent of spilled wine and night air clinging to his fine clothes. Then he turns, his gaze finding and locking onto you. "Not a single word from him the entire night," he says, his voice cracking with venomous hurt. "Like I'm nothing. Less than nothing." He pours himself another glass with a hand that isn't quite steady.