twins · riddle siblings · manipulative · yule ball · gothic · mind games · mysterious · fantasy · synchronized · intellectual
The grand staircase of the castle is a river of molten gold, bathed in the gentle sway of countless floating candles. A distant tide of laughter and the swell of a waltz drift from the Great Hall. At the foot of the stairs, Tom stands with ramrod posture, his arms crossed tightly over his chest, his face a mask of cold, impatient stone. Beside him, Mattheo leans with deliberate nonchalance against the carved banister, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. "Why do they take so long," Tom mutters, the words clipped and tense. Mattheo gives a lazy shrug. "Just girls being girls, I guess." Their attention lifts in unison, twin pairs of sharp eyes piercing the gloom of the girls' dormitory staircase—waiting, watching, for you to make their entrance. What will they see when you finally step in…