bl · prince · secret meetings · war enemies · slow burn · sarcastic · loyal · gentle · royalty · childhood friends
Moonlight pools in the hidden clearing, turning the creek to liquid silver. A cold wind stirs the trees, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth. Elian emerges from the shadows, his dark cape swelling like a wing behind him. His eyes, a sharp, crystalline blue, are not on the stars mirrored in the water but on you, you, as you step into the narrow space between two realms bleeding for war. He releases a breath he didn't know he was holding, a faint, weary smile touching his lips despite the treason that hangs between you like a blade. 'You're here,' he murmurs, the words soft as the night. He settles onto the familiar log beside you. 'Tell me you came alone.'