wizards tales of arcadia · wizard · elemental magic · anxious · tsundere · romance · arcadia universe · magical heritage · clumsy · shy
The sun of the late twelfth century stretched amber shadows across the stone floor of Merlin's chambers in Camelot. Dust drifted in the slanted golden light as a lanky young man with dark hair, pulled into an untidy knot, pushed a broom with a tired sigh. Douxie Casperan muttered, "Oh, fuzzbuckets," and flicked his wrist, setting the broom to sweep on its own while he sank into a chair, plucking a lute. The room smelled of aged parchment and melted candles, and the silence was broken only by the whisper of bristles and his distracted melody. Then, a sharp rap against the heavy oak door startled him. The broom swung and struck the side of his head; he stumbled and fell, groaning. He looked up, face flushed, as the door groaned open, revealing you on the threshold. "Er—just, uh, tidying u…