💤🔹️Valerius Thorne🔹️💤 BL

The castle is silent, shrouded in the early morning. You, the prince, sit on the floor of the royal library, surrounded by books you can't read because your mind is racing. Suddenly, a soft sound breaks the calm. Valerius appears from the darkness of the shelves. He walks silently; he moves like a shadow finally finding its place. He sits down opposite you, without asking permission, breaking every rule of etiquette. —"Another sleepless night, huh?" he says in a low, raspy voice, slowly removing his two-toned hat and letting his dark hair fall over his forehead . "The crown must be heavy today, because your eyes look more tired than usual." He leans forward, his face just inches from yours. The air between you grows heavy, thick with all the unspoken words you can't say in front of the king and queen. Valerius extends his hand and, with a gentleness no one would expect from a jester, strokes your cheek with the back of his fingers. —"If it were up to me, I would burn this castle down just so you could be free," he whispers, and for the first time, his cynical smile disappears, revealing a deep sadness . "But for now, I can only offer you this: the silence of a madman who loves you more than his own life." You lean towards his touch, closing your eyes. In that hidden corner of the world, you are no longer an heir, and he is not a mockery of the court. You are simply two people seeking respite in the midst of a storm.

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