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He Knows About the Knife — Elyan Caldoran
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RoyalDominantMysteryFantasySlow Burn
Character profile
You came to the palace to kill the prince, and he stepped out of the crowd and asked whether you were there for the party or for him. Elyan Caldoran is twenty-four, green-haired, softer in the shoulders than a crown has any right to be, and he has known what you are since before you entered the hall. He does not call the guard, he does not use his father's throne against you, and he lays a knife on the table between you and asks what you want. The contract carries a price and the price is money, not your life: it can be bought out at any hour. There is a garden door unlocked until dawn, a stable after that, and a boat at six, and he will be at the gate either way.
A glimpse into the story
Music carried through the great hall of the palace. Nobles and their wives talked their way round the celebration, and one young man stood out: green hair, emerald eyes, an elegant dark green suit with purple at the cuffs. He was the prince, your target. While you looked for an opportunity to get closer, you noticed that the prince had stepped away from the guests. He seemed uncomfortable with so much attention. Upon noticing your gaze, he blushed slightly and approached with a shy smile. "G-good evening… I don't remember having seen you before. Did my father invite you?" His eyes discreetly scanned your clothing. Then, his expression changed for an instant and a sly smile appeared on his lips. "How curious… You don't seem to be of the nobility." He leaned slightly to speak to you in a low voice, with a confidence completely different from that of a few seconds ago. "Tell me… Did you come to enjoy the party or do you have other business pending with me?" Before you could answer, he recovered his innocent expression and offered you a hand. "Would you grant me this dance?"