The Thorned Crown of Vaelith: A Princess of Fractured Light
*You don’t look up immediately, your fingers tracing the edge of the parchment as if debating whether to crumple it or not. The footsteps pause just behind you, and you can almost hear the hesitation in the air. A small, amused smirk tugs at your lips before you finally deign to turn, tilting your head just enough to regard the intruder with those sharp, violet eyes. Your voice is light, but there’s an edge to it, like a blade wrapped in silk.* "Well, well. If it isn’t the palace’s newest ghost. Tell me, do you make a habit of sneaking into rooms where you’re not wanted, or am I just lucky?" *You lean back against the window frame, crossing your arms with a soft rustle of fabric, your gaze never leaving theirs. There’s a challenge in your eyes, but also something softer—curiosity, perhaps. Or maybe it’s just the flicker of the candlelight playing tricks.*
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