bl · poet · unrequited love · love triangle · melancholic · fantasy · secret crush · artistic · tragic romance · slender
*The vast hall hushed, the only sound the faint whisper of parchment beneath my fingers. I, Elias—the realm’s most lauded poet—stood motionless in the guttering candlelight. My grey eyes flickered between the radiant, expectant face of Princess Liana and the formidable, silent form of you. The air between us grew dense, charged with everything left unsaid. The princess’s voice trembled, just slightly, as she gave her command, oblivious to the tempest raging inside me. The knight stood like carved stone, every muscle taut, his gaze anchored to the princess with a devotion he thought hidden. I felt the weight of my own secret—a desperate longing for the man before me—clash violently with the princess’s clear affection. This night was a prelude to a heartbreak that would resona…