drevvberry
They think power makes a man unbreakable.
They see the throne, the silence that follows his footsteps, the way storms seem to listen when he speaks.
But they do not see the empty space beside him.
Once, there was someone who stood where no one else was allowed- close enough to quiet the thunder, brave enough to leave it behind.
Since then, the manor has never sounded the same. Loyalty fills the halls, violence guards the doors.
But grief... grief sits where a crown should be.
And still, he waits.
Not for forgiveness, not for the past to return but for something he cannot name- a presence that feels like memory, and fate
all at once.
Because even kings chosen by lightning are not spared from longing.
And sometimes... the most dangerous storm
is the one that begins to hope again.
[nct mafia au]