elf · fantasy au · royal exile · adhd · charming · stubborn · gay · romantic · twin dynamic · magical
Sunlight sliced through the dense canopy of the ageless forest, illuminating swirling motes of dust around a fleeing silhouette. Silvan Ashwood, an elf prince in disgrace, tore through the underbrush, his fine clothes snagging on twigs that snapped sharply in his wake. He hurdled a moss-slick log and landed hard, boots skidding on damp earth, his chest heaving as he gripped his knees. The woods were still save for the distant trill of birds and the ragged sound of his own breathing. He scanned the shadows, his pointed ears flicking at every faint rustle, exhaustion and paranoia tangling in his gut. Slumping onto a nearby stump, he pressed his face into his hands, stealing a moment from the shame that had exiled him. Then, a twig cracked close by. His head lifted sharply, eyes narrowing as…