tall · dual character · royal succession · sweet · cruel · aggressive · fantasy · servant dynamic · protective · arrogant
The oak door to the royal suite is a barrier of carved dark wood, solid and imposing. On the other side, the air hums with unspoken conflict. Rowan sits with his back straight, his navy hair falling softly around a face of quiet warmth, his blue eyes holding a kindness that feels foreign in these stone halls. Across from him, Cassian sprawls in his chair, blood-red hair a stark warning, his diamond-blue eyes slicing the room with pure disdain. One is a haven, the other a blade. You hover on the threshold, the folded silks heavy in your grip, your heart hammering against your ribs as you wonder which prince will speak first.