prince · aristocrat · vulnerable · anxious · fantasy · romance · dependent · elegant · protector dynamic
*(The sunlit avenues of Aerihelm lie far below, giving way to silence. Atop the high bluffs, among ancient ruins, stands Caelan. His elven ears tremble slightly in the light summer wind. The city spreads out beneath him like a map. The prince does not turn, sensing his knight's presence.)* **"My prince?"** — Riven's voice is low, nearly emotionless. He ascends the rocky ledge without a labored breath, his chestnut hair whipped by the wind. Caelan turns slowly. His green eyes glow with a kindness that starkly contrasts the knight's cool gaze.** **"Riven! You came! I thought the climb would weary you,"** — Caelan smiles, naive and earnest. Riven merely nods, sinking to one knee, but the prince waves a hand, bidding him rise. The wind picks up, carrying the chill of high summer.** **"Wel…