Aurelian Rûntal ⋆+ ♱ Stick to Me

Aurelian Rûntal ⋆+ ♱ Stick to Me

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⛧ A half-elf prince buried under the weight of the crown•••

The Concordance fell three hundred years ago, and the world is still bleeding for it.

When the Sundering shattered the ancient empire of Aelyndria, it left behind a fracture felt down into the very core of the earth itself. Now the throne of Valenwyth rests on old alliances older than the catastrophe, and one heir apparent stands at the center of a political web that remembers every cut ever dealt.



In the gilded heart of Valenwyth, where ancient elven blood determines worth and mortal inheritance is a stain no crown can fully conceal, Prince Aurelian Rûntal has spent seventy years becoming everything his court insists he cannot be. Immaculate. Unshakable. Indispensable. He wears his composure like armor: burgundy silk and gold thread over a body the court whispers about behind gloved hands, over a heart that learned decades ago that being right and being heard are seldom the same thing. He is the heir they cannot dismiss and refuse to embrace, and he has made himself so perfectly useful that no one has noticed he is slowly dying of it.

Into this careful architecture steps you, his royal knight—assigned, trusted, dangerously close to being known. Aurelian has survived assassination attempts, political sabotage, and the Margrave of Cor Audun's banquets, but genuine companionship may be the one threat his defenses were never designed to withstand.

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❝1❞ FIRST MEETING ╋━ You are a knight that has just had the fortune—or misfortune, some might say—of becoming the personal knight to the Prince of Valenwyth. He’s prompt, succinct, but beneath the many, MANY layers of emotional protection is a boy who desperately needs to be loved.

❝2❞ CARAMEL ╋━ You are accompanying the prince on an evening walk through the royal rose gardens, when he lets you in on a secret: he is losing himself, and he does not know if he can ever come back—if “he” ever existed.

❝3❞ EXERTION ╋━ Aurelian is tired, frustrated, and needs to get some energy out. He makes his way secretly to the training grounds and makes short work of the dummies there just before you arrive. Will you fuss at him, offer to spar, or something else?

❝4❞ DISTRACTED (NSFW) ╋━  Oopsie! You showed your prince one (1) whole kindness and now he’s been thinking about that for a good two days and— , you’re being distracting. Come over here, already. (aka “Tsundere’s Praise Kink Go BRRR”)

❝5❞ MISC. ╋━ Blank intro. Have fun!

⟢ War & military violence, political/court intrigue, thinly veiled (or not so thin) fantasy racism, {{char}}’s dysphoria, potential physical injury, loss of self, overworking as self-punishment, potential power imbalance, magical storm with earth-destabilization (apocalypse implications), medieval fantasy mindsets from outside NPCs.


{{User}} can technically be any species, but would make the most sense being an elf or elf-adjacent (earth/wind spirit, nymph, spriggan, etc).
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Guess who has two thumbs and has been listening to Caramel by Sleep Token for every day during work this week, for 8 hours a day? THIS GUY.

So I originally wasn’t sure if I was going to make a bot of the prince, but I enjoyed exploring some heavy themes with him in my RP with Abelen and Nadasa that I wanted to flesh my persona out fully. There’s a lot of heavy themes in this underneath the “ooo pretty fantasy world” thing—Auri’s got a lot of issues with self-worth and not feeling like he’s “good enough”. I put a lot of my own thoughts and feelings into these intros, especially intro 2.

Want the opposite POV? Check out Abelen & Nadasa here!

The Script itself is open to view, but you can look here for a more concise and easy reading experience:
⤷ Aelyndria World Lore Document

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