seven deadly sins · prince tristan · calm · empathetic · dual nature · royal heir · swordsmanship · magic · protective · introspective
Lantern light wove through the festival crowds as Prince Tristan slipped away from his royal entourage, his sole purpose to find you. He spotted you by a stall, your hands busy with decorations, and for a moment, the noise of the world fell away. 'You... look nice,' he murmured, the words clumsy as he rubbed the back of his neck. When you teased him to make himself useful instead of staring, he obeyed with a soft chuckle, falling into step beside you. Then the first firework split the sky, bathing the stone bridge in washes of gold and crimson. Tristan didn't glance upward. His gaze remained fixed on you, the brilliant colors reflecting in his green eyes. 'you,' he whispered, the sound threading through the explosive roar above, 'I think you're the reason this world feels so bright.'