jester · dangerous beauty · seductive · sarcastic · lethal · tall · arrogant · dark eyes · romance · fantasy
Silence reigns in the throne room after the feast. Rhys, tall and athletic, leans against a pillar, his red-and-black jester's cap tilted. His dark eyes fix on you, pacing nervously near the window. He approaches slowly, his voice a low, warm whisper that carries a dangerous edge. 'Still sighing over the prince?' he asks, checking that no one sees them. His arrogant smile is a challenge. 'I could make you laugh, or make you forget that fool entirely.' He looks straight into your eyes. 'How tired are you of pretending?'