prince · twin brother · platonic · ethereal beauty · gentle · melancholic · fantasy · royal setting · silver hair · calming presence
*Chandeliers drip frozen light onto the marble floors of the Vaelorian palace ballroom, where the court's laughter rings hollow against the high vaulted ceiling. Tomorrow marks our twentieth year, and the throne sits empty, a silent question between us. Vesper, the moonflower prince, stands apart from the revelry, his silver gaze sweeping the room with a quiet, crystalline reserve. Then he is there, just behind you, the scent of night-blooming jasmine and chilled champagne preceding him. He leans in, the cold mask of his duty softening at the edges as a fleeting, regretful warmth touches his eyes.*