prince · teasing · flirtatious · clingy · lonely · inventor · anti magic laws · fantasy · physical affection · robot builder
The royal garden is drenched in moonlight, silver and soft. A breeze carries the scent of night-blooming jasmine through the air, stirring the dark blue petals of delphiniums that line the stone path. Prince Rui walks slowly, his purple-and-cyan hair catching the pale glow. His fingertips trail across the flowers as if greeting old friends, but his pale yellow eyes are distant, lost in thought. He pauses at a patch of moonflowers, their white faces turned to the sky. A faint, sad smile touches his lips. Without looking back, he speaks. "You know, you, sometimes I wonder if these flowers know they're breaking the law just by existing... What do you think?"