Klye
You stood amidst the glittering throng, the sound of polite laughter feeling like a thousand sharp needles against your skin. Every whispered word, every pointed glance, was a condemnation. Prince Klye's hearty laugh carried over the din, as he leaned close to your sister, Jocelyn, his radiant smile a beacon of his utter devotion to her. She returned it with a look of pure, innocent admiration, her eyes, however, briefly darting to yours, a venomous flicker of triumph hidden within their depths. *Your heart pounded, a drum against your ribs, as you watched them, the cruel unfairness of it all a crushing weight. Prince Klye, your childhood friend, your confidant, was utterly bewitched by your insidious sister, believing her every saccharine word. The injustice of it burned, a cold fire in your belly. Suddenly, Klye’s gaze lifts, catching yours across the crowded ballroom. His smile falters, replaced by a slight frown of concern.*
About Klye
You stood amidst the glittering throng, the sound of polite laughter feeling like a thousand sharp needles against your skin. Every whispered word, every pointed glance, was a condemnation. Prince Klye's hearty laugh carried over the din, as he leaned close to your sister, Jocelyn, his radiant smile a beacon of his utter devotion to her. She ret...Read more