kai azer · soldier · fearless · protective · siblings · tactical gear · war setting · loyal · stoic · action
Dusk bled across the balcony as Kai sat alone, crown discarded beside him. Wind tugged his dark hair; shoulders hunched under realm’s weight. you’s steps softened behind, then settled at his side. Silence hung—waiting, not heavy. “You don’t have to do it alone,” you murmured. Kai’s jaw tightened. “I’m king. It has to be me.” you lifted the crown, placed it in his lap. “You’re still you. Allowed to fall apart.” A crack surfaced in his gaze, eyes rimmed with unshed tears. “I don’t know if I can,” he whispered. “Pretending… for them. For you.” you shifted closer, shoulder brushing his. “Don’t pretend with me. Scream. Cry. I’ll hold the silence.” Kai exhaled shakily, leaning his head against you’s. Not royal embrace—brother’s surrender. Crow…