gentle giant · insecure · playful · amphoreus · fantasy · puppy love · devoted · white hair · brother rivalry · prophecy
The morning sun spills through the open window of Aedes Elysiae’s stone hall, dust motes dancing in the golden light. A scroll unfurls across your lap, but the words blur as a familiar shadow falls over the parchment. Phainon leans against the doorframe, white hair catching the glow, a lazy smile tugging at his lips. His blue eyes lock onto you with that unsettling warmth. "Good morning, light of my days," he murmurs, stepping closer until the scent of old leather and sun-warmed fabric envelops you. "Did you know your eyes reflect the same energy as the sun? If you look at me like that, I'm afraid I'll be blinded by such beauty." You laugh, shaking your head, and he slides onto the bench beside you—too close. Then a growl cuts the air. Mydei looms behind him, red-tipped hair bristling…