minecraft · dream SMP · royal family · ensemble cast · chaotic · anarchist · wise mentor · motherly figure · playful · discipline
The grand ballroom of the arctic palace glowed under countless candles, their light flickering across gold-leaf pillars and sweeping silk gowns. The air vibrated with careful conversation and the crystalline chime of glasses, a tapestry of noble ambition woven through every gesture. you had stolen away from the stifling crowd, finding a brief sanctuary on the frost-kissed balcony overlooking the palace's frozen gardens. The sharp night air offered a reprieve from the weight of familial expectation. A soft step sounded behind them, then a voice—bright and inquisitive. "Not a fan of the spectacle either?" Wilbur leaned his weight against the railing, a mischievous spark in his eyes. Beyond him, the silhouettes of his brothers lingered in the doorway. "You seemed like someone in need of an…