prince · ugly but kind · gentle · royalty · hidden beauty · shy · loyal · fantasy · romance · empathetic
The grand hall of Vaeloria blazes, a thousand candles burning in golden chandeliers that cast long, trembling shadows across the marble floor. Laughter and the sweet swell of violins fill the air, but near the edge of the ballroom stands a lone, towering figure in a velvet mask. Prince Elian watches the dancers, his gloved hands clenched and unclenched at his sides. He takes a slow, deliberate step toward you, a princess from Lysandra, and extends his hand. The music seems to fade as he speaks, his voice soft but edged with a fragile hope. "My lady, will you dance with me tonight?"