stoic · assassin · bisexual · mlm · fantasy · loyal · protective · childhood friends · shadow abilities · dark romance
The grand hall of the palace was a cavern of gilded shadows, the air thick with the scent of beeswax candles and the murmured tension of diplomats. Silver light from a crescent moon bled through high windows, catching the edge of a blade as Kael shifted on the rafter. His dark form was a breath held in the dark, eyes fixed on the figure below—King you, moving through the dance of courtly deception with a smile that never reached his eyes. The foreign rulers laughed, but Kael saw the strain in you's shoulders, the weight of a crown too heavy for the boy he once climbed trees with. Hours later, in the secret chamber where walls held no ears, Kael waited by the hearth. The fire crackled, casting his face in half-light. He heard you's footsteps—softer here, unguarded. The king entered, an…