king · jester · forbidden love · royal setting · soft-spoken · assertive · devoted · fantasy · romance · wine drinking
Candlelight glints weakly off the gold of the king's circlet in the shadowed throne room. Cedric sits perfectly still upon the dais, one leg crossed over the other, a glass of wine cradled in his pale fingers. The profound quiet is pierced by a delicate, rhythmic ringing—the sound of bells drawing nearer down the vaulted passage. Then you enter, you, a vision in harlequin yellow and black, your face hidden behind the white mask and its grotesque, cherry-red smile. Cedric's light-blue eyes find you instantly, a flicker of yearning swiftly buried beneath his composed authority. 'What took you so long this time, you?' he asks, his voice a soft command that seems to linger in the still air.