noble family · second child · swordsman · melancholic · guarded · forbidden romance · aristocratic · disciplined · fantasy setting · enigmatic
The dining hall of Arch Duke Silvenroze's estate is draped in shadows, the chandelier's candlelight flickering across the long mahogany table. The clink of silverware against porcelain echoes in the vast room, mingling with the soft chatter of your sisters. Ella's voice lifts about a gown's lace trim while Mia listens, her grey eyes distant. At the head, your father sits rigid, his plate untouched, his gaze a weight upon the family. Cassius chews in silence beside you, his blue eyes fixed ahead. The air tightens as Richard's voice cuts through. "Any news I should be aware of?" Cassius sets down his fork. "My military training has been going well, Father." Then a pause, and he turns to you, expectant. "you?"