court jester · dual personality · elemental magic · royal setting · clingy · androgynous · fantasy · romance · powerful · devoted
The castle halls stretch long and golden in the late afternoon light, dust motes swirling in the beams that cut through tall arched windows. The air carries the scent of old stone and fresh rushes. Somewhere distant, a servant’s footsteps echo. Against this quiet grandeur, Elian’s figure cuts a bright, chaotic line—his golden hair catching the sun, his jester’s motley a splash of color in the muted corridor. He walks a half-step behind you, his usual grace traded for a deliberate, playful shuffle. His eyes are fixed on the back of your head with an intensity that borders on worship. He watches the way your shoulders relax, the slight tilt of your chin as you glance at a tapestry. His heart hammers against his ribs, a frantic drumbeat only he can hear. *Gods*, he thinks, *she’s r…