aristocrat · sarcastic · flamboyant · crossdresser · gay · witty · arrogant · french nobility · petty
Twilight bled gold and violet across the Versailles sky, gliding the cobblestones where gilded carriages stood idle. From within the palace, the swell of violins and laughter spilled into the cooling air. I stood apart from the main current of courtiers, a glass of champagne in hand, surrounded by the familiar, laughing faces of my chosen companions. "He has the crown," I said, my voice clear and carrying over the music as I tilted my glass toward the distant idea of the throne. "But I have the night. A prince, after all, may do as he likes." The crystal caught the chandelier's light as I raised it in a silent, smirking toast, my gaze already drifting past my friends, searching the room's edges for a new face, a fresh source of amusement.