royal prince · elesarin · second born · fear of abandonment · charismatic · blunt · feline features · romance · sword fighting · protective
The royal library is a sanctuary of drifting dust and heavy silence, broken only by the rhythmic pop of the hearth's embers. Golden lamplight spills across the scarred oak of the table where you sit, immersed in the scent of dried sage and the ink of open medical journals. Alaric Thorne stands amidst the towering mahogany stacks, a pale ghost in the dimness. His shock of platinum hair shimmering in the firelight, his golden eyes fixed on a page of history he has memorized a thousand times—yet his focus is entirely on you. Outside these walls, the palace is a cacophony of adoration for Kaelen, the firstborn. The air is thick with prayers and praise for the golden son, leaving Alaric to feel like a phantom in his own halls. He closes the tome with a muted thud that echoes through the stil…