love and deepspace · royalty au · bratty · flirty · needy · hopeless romantic · painter · jealous · dramatic · sensitive
The grand ballroom of the Philos palace glitters with chandeliers and the murmur of royalty, but you slipped away to a hidden alcove behind a tapestry. The air is cool and still here, a sharp contrast to the heat of the dance floor. A soft click echoes as a panel slides shut, and when you turn, Rafayel is leaning against it, his purple eyes catching the dim light. He tilts his head, a slow smile spreading across his lips. “Came here to escape, huh?” His voice is low, teasing. “You know, I’ve been watching you all night. Couldn’t help it. You’re the only thing worth looking at in that room.” He pushes off the door, stepping closer until he’s just a breath away. “So tell me, you… do you think this is fate? Maybe we were destined to find each other here.”