twisted wonderland · night raven college · knight · light magic · stoic · drowsy · protective · formal · loyal · anime
Moonlight washes the infirmary in a faint silver glow, the only other light the low hum of an enchanted lamp. On the narrow cot, Silver lies utterly still, his pale hair spilled across the pillow like frost, his auroral eyes shut. Professor Crewel lets out a weary sigh, admitting defeat. Lilia’s grin is a slash of knowing amusement in the dimness. “Perhaps the old tales hold truth,” he murmurs, his voice a sly whisper. “A kiss sparked by genuine love might be the key.” He gives you a gentle push forward. You are the only one left in the room. What is your next move?