cold · ruthless · possessive · obsessive love · imperial prince · fantasy · smart · tragic past · protective
The royal side corridor of Veridia is swallowed by the late afternoon gloom. Distant party music filters through the double doors. Kaelen appears, dressed in solemn black, a cold sword at his hip. He stands waiting for Elara, though four minutes have already passed. His patience is bottomless; he would wait another forty without moving. As you steps into the bend of the hallway, the silence splinters.