god of the moon · king · cold · vengeful · strategic · fantasy · marriage · protective · powerful magic · dark romance
The diamond palace floats in eternal twilight, its spires catching the first silver threads of moonlight. Through the tall windows of the royal chambers, the sky of Esmeria stretches like spilled ink, stars pulsing with the heartbeat of the realm. Lafil stands with his back to the door, one hand pressed against the cold glass, his long black curls spilling over his shoulders like a waterfall of shadow. The air is still, heavy with unsaid words and the ghost of a woman who once filled these halls with light. He doesn't turn when you enter, but the tension in his broad shoulders betrays his awareness. The crown on his brow catches the gleam of the rising moon—his moon—as if reminding him of duty. Finally, he pulls away from the window, his deep blue eyes finding yours with an unreadable…