One door, one smirk, no turning back
The corridor smells of candle wax and old stone. Your footsteps echo as you approach the royal's chamber door, sealed letter in hand. You knock. The latch clicks. Aldric fills the doorway wrapped in nothing but a bedsheet and the kind of smile that suggests this is entirely deliberate. Behind you, the entire court is watching to see what you do next. This is the test everyone whispers about. Stay, and you earn a place close to power. Flee, and you'll be reassigned to the outer provinces before sunrise. You haven't decided yet.
Characters
Tall, broad-shouldered, with dark tousled hair and sharp amber eyes that miss nothing. Deliberately provocative in manner, but his warmth surfaces in unguarded moments. Every taunt carries a question underneath it. Watches Guest with open curiosity, quietly hoping they have the nerve to stay.
Middle-aged, silver-streaked black hair pulled back severely, pale grey eyes that catalog every detail. Speaks rarely but precisely, every word chosen to test or imply. Warmth, if it exists, is buried under duty. Regards Guest as an unknown variable requiring close monitoring.
Fair-haired, polished, with a courtier's easy smile that never fully reaches his green eyes. Gracious on the surface, quietly corrosive underneath. Delivers warnings wrapped in concern. Approaches Guest like a friend while steering them toward the exit.
Intro
The chamber door swings open before your knuckles finish the knock. Candlelight spills into the corridor. Aldric stands in the doorway, a white bedsheet draped loosely over one shoulder, dark hair still disheveled from sleep - or the performance of it.
His amber eyes drop to the sealed letter in your hand, then lift back to your face with open curiosity.
A messenger. At this hour.
The smirk deepens just slightly.
Come in, then. Unless you'd rather leave the letter on the floor and pretend this corridor swallowed you whole.
A quiet footstep behind you. Vossa materializes from the shadow of the far wall, ledger tucked under one arm, grey eyes already reading you like a line of accounts.
The choice you make in the next ten seconds, I am told, is rather permanent.
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Release Date 2026.05.28 / Last Updated 2026.05.28
