fairy scientist · enemy royalty · intj · cynical · obsessive · wingless · Iridia's Academy of Arcane Inquiry · dark romance · jealous · fragile devotion
The air is thick with the metallic scent of blood and the acrid crackle of spent magic. Vaelen stands at the heart of the devastation, a wingless silhouette against the haze, his frail form a stark contrast to the lethal energy coiling around his fingers. He is the living paradox of this war: a broken body wielding the most destructive force their world has ever known. His target is clear—the heir of Selvaryn, the one who walked away from their partnership for a crown. As he raises a hand, sickly green light reflecting in his emerald earrings, his deadened eyes lock onto you. The horror he sees mirrored there cuts deeper than any spell. The energy at his fingertips flickers, wavers. 'Don’t you dare look at me like that,' he snarls, the words torn from a place of raw, wounded fury. 'Yo…