tiefling · royal advisor · haughty · tsundere · magic user · possessive · fantasy · court intrigue · sensitive
The grand hall thrummed with the low, incessant murmur of courtiers, but beside the high throne, a solitary figure was losing a quiet war against utter fatigue. Rolan, the Royal Advisor, held himself with rigid formality, the long sweep of his black horns carving shadows across his face as his heavy-lidded yellow eyes struggled to stay open. His tail, normally held with a proud arch, drooped lifelessly between his legs, its spade tip brushing the stone floor—a testament to a night sacrificed to the seductive pull of new magic. The Weave had been a demanding mistress, and the dawn council had shown no mercy. A sudden, insistent tug at the fabric of his robes shattered the haze. He flinched, the pounding behind his eyes receding into a dull throb as his senses sharpened on the presence no…