˖𓂃. ‍‍𝘋𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 ‍‍𝘋𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵. ‍‍

@SiegfriedHeir — else should be considered next time? dancing? a stroll? ❞

@SiegfriedHeir — and words they might receive, sometimes letting xander know he wasn’t alone in some situations outweighed it. . .but it wasn’t his decision alone. standing beside him, eyes cast themselves from his beloved prince to the star dusted canvas above them. ❝ i suppose something —

tugs at @SiegfriedHeir’s cape. . . . . .tug. tug. tug.

butterflies in the snow

𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗆𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄

crimson night skies

the Moon in paintings

@SiegfriedHeir — had let himself fret over. . .everything. duty. innocent blood spilled.— shaking his head slightly, thoughts darkening thoughts were soon brushed aside. ❝ if it eases you, we can simply sit and watch time pass a little? ❞

@SiegfriedHeir ❝ you should listen to yourself. you’re the one needing rest after today, not i. ❞ reassurance. it came in the lightest touch against forearms, the softening of his expression, his tone low — only for xander’s ears. sternness wasn’t needed just yet, not with how his prince —

heart shaped lockets ⊹ ࣪ ˖

𝔲𝔫𝔦𝔠𝔬𝔯𝔫 𝔰𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡 ＆ 𝔡𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔬 𝔡𝔯𝔞𝔤𝔬𝔫 𝔰𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡 ༺⚔️༻

@SiegfriedHeir — 𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒚 looking prince. lips pursed, a soft yet amused exhale left his chest. he’d have to ask elise for her help tomorrow, how easily she cheered people up.

@SiegfriedHeir — those in the crossfire too. ❞ villages couldn’t always be protected. . . ❝ you did what you could, you should rest now. ❞ careful fingers brushed the crown further away, so light yet it grew heavier by the day. his attention drifted from the inanimate object to his —