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We are please to introduce Seer Folk Crown Prince Seer Folk Elion Ulmaris of Ritrinc

Nate always knew his brothers' schedules, so that he could be around when they needed him. Being there for them had always been something that the youngest prince wanted to do, he loved his brothers more than anyone knew; though whispers around kingdom knew the truth to some extent. He knew Elion would be in meetings all day, so as soon as he came up from his swim with Riven, he went into the kitchen to grab some dinner and put it on a plate for Elion. He put it down in his room before getting into his bed naked and smiling when the eldest of the boys entered the room with a smile on his face.

Closing his eyes as he relaxed into the touch of the other, his own hands moving against his strong arms and chest as the other spoke, causing his brother to shake his head with a big smile on his face. “I think that you spoil me just enough, Elion,” said Nate with a lick of his lips, “I do think that I spoil you too, big brother. Especially when we share a bed.”

With those words, he moved his hand down the strong torso and wrapped his hand around the cock through the britches, palming him slowly. “Look how hard you get by just looking at me, brother.” said Nate with a giggle.

ravenscrownsandspears

Elion smiled and nodded his head as he listened to his little brother, "Is that so. You think I spoil you just enough. I have a feeling I spoil you and the rest of our siblings way, way too much," he teased as he looked at the younger and before moving to place a kiss on their lips. "Good point, I will admit to you also spoil me too when we share a bed," he added raising a brow.

"Someone is extra excited tonight," he spoke in a deep voice seeing how hard the male was. Plus, Elion could also smell the food too. He had forgotten to eat. "It seems I have another responsibility to take care off before I eat or after. It all depends if a little someone can wait."

#c:nathaniel #w elion

swappeddevotions

Umberto couldn't help but stare at the other man's hand, not in disgust but not in amicable turn either. Their was a mischief in his eyes, a dark and cold curiosity of the man in front of him. He hadn't have much experience with the crown princes of the realms outside of his older brother; nor did Umberto desire time to know them either. He knew they would be one of the most impossible eyes to land on him. And yet.

Umberto simply grinned up at the older man, reaching his hand towards the crown prince and giving it a healthy squeeze and shake. "My name's Umberto, runt of the dragons if you please." He hit his lip before bringing the other's hand to his lips. "Pleasure to meet you, Elion."

ravenscrownsandspears

Elion smiled and chuckled when the other took their hand and placed it to their lips. Elion was amused at the male, raising a brow as he studied and found them so very interesting for sure. It was rare and it had been a very long time since someone had out charmed him like this. Normally Elion was the charming one and the one doing something like this.

"Nice to meet you Umberto," he spoke a charming and chilling smile on his face. "You don't give me as the runt of the dragons."

#c:umberto #w elion

heavensoared2

@ravenscrownsandspears / elion

the noise of the solstice revelry swelled and broke like waves against the pavilion walls—laughter, music and the clatter of goblets, but darius had slipped away from it, drawn instead to the cooler hush just beyond the torchlight. the night air kissed his skin, carrying with it the distant hum of celebration softened into something almost gentle. he did not hear elion approach so much as feel him there, a presence familiar enough that it did not startle him. when darius turned, the tension he wore so carefully among the others eased slightly without permission, his expression softening in a way it rarely did in public. there was no ceremony between them, no need for titles or posturing, only the quiet understanding that had always existed, even when months or years lay between their meetings.

“it suits you,” darius murmured after a moment, his gaze flicking briefly toward the distant lights before settling back on him. he did not clarify whether he meant the festival, the crown or the cloth that clad him tonight, it was unnecessary. elion would understand. there was something achingly easy in standing beside him like this, shoulder to shoulder, as though the world expected nothing of them for once. yet the ease was threaded with something else too, something quieter and more fragile; the knowledge that this—this brief reprieve, this stolen softness—would not last beyond the games. darius found himself lingering in it anyway, selfish in a way he rarely allowed, letting the silence stretch without rushing to fill it.

for a little while, he permitted himself to simply exist there, not as vissai’s future king, but as someone who was seen without the crown first. the laughter from within rose again, brighter this time, but it felt distant, like it belonged to another life entirely. darius exhaled slowly, the sound almost lost to the night and let his shoulder brush lightly against elion’s in quiet acknowledgment—of their shared solitude, of the years between, of the certainty that no matter how infrequent these moments were, they would always return to one another just the same. “i reckon you've been well?”

ravenscrownsandspears

Elion was thankful he could handle large crowds and was dealing with them and large events since he could remember. Even for an extrovert like the crown prince it sometimes could get too much. The talking, meeting with people who were trying to suck up and trying to gain favor and partake in small talk. It could get annoying. This was a chance for all kingdom to come together and mix. Plus also gave Elion a chance to see certain others without needing to make an excuse. The male had noticed the other in the distance after he sneaked away. It was quiet and Elion did have an habit of walking quiet but his presence sometimes could be sense especially by those who knew him so very well.

Elion smiled once he got very close, leaving little distance between themselves. "Thank you and I should say the same about you your Royal Highness," he spoke with a devilish grin and smile on his face as he looked into those beautiful eyes. Darius was the only other person who understood the weight of the crowns, the responsibilities they had and the pressure they both had to endure. Elion always enjoy every moment with him.

He leaned in and place a kiss on the male's lips before answering. "You reckon correctly and I hope you have been well too my handsome prince."

#c:darius #w elion #queue

deadbyleo

By mid-afternoon, sweat plastered Eryn's hair over one eye. He'd ridden through most of Ritrinc, which had been an eye-opening experience. It hadn't been so long that he'd forgotten how green their land was, with lakes dotting it everywhere he looked. There was also an abundance of trees. So very much like his home of Umoria, which made him think about just how long it had been since he'd last left his homeland. Years? Maybe even decades. He had been a child when he last left the groves of Umoria longer than a couple of days, a week at most. He decided he'd need to travel more, see more of the kingdoms if he wanted anyone at home, or here, for that matter, to take him seriously.

A break sounded nice, so he decided it was high time he gave himself some much-needed rest. It took him about an hour to find an uninhabited lake. It was perfect. Just what he needed. The first order of business was stripping off that sweaty tunic, as he peeled it off him, his muscles twitched. He could feel them strain, especially when he tugged it up overhead. The lake water would do him wonders. His chausses were next, though it was trickier than pulling off the tunic. He made sure it came off without too much tugging or risk of damaging them. He'd grown fond of this outfit. They had seen him through quite some adventures. Still, it felt good when it finally slid off him. His legs felt cooler, yet prickled at how frigid everything was.

Once he was naked, he looked over at the lake. The sun was about halfway down. The clouds were an unusual shade. He never paid much attention, even though he'd been told, on occasion, how beautiful it was. The water was calm, as he waded through until the water came up to his neck. Goosebumps spread out through every limb. When it got up past his chin, he dunked beneath the surface. Everything was so tranquil. Peaceful even. But there was this strange sense that someone might be watching him.

Eryn quickly came up, looking around. There was nothing out there. At least, nothing he could see above the water. The creepy sense that he was being spied on was unsettling, making him wonder if it was even safe. There had been rumors of some strange creatures. He was certain that it was an exaggeration. Stories made up to scare children or fools. Though with how uneasy he felt, maybe that made him one.

ravenscrownsandspears

The crown prince was always aware of his surroundings, he had ridden out when he had a moment to himself and he had a feeling that things were going to be very different today. There were a few spots he often visited that was often never touched by anyone else expect him and his guards especially the ones that decide to follow him and watch him. After all he was their crown prince and they still had to make sure he was safe. He could always sense them, he always knew that they were very close by for sure but he never said anything because he understood that they were doing their job. Two of his loyal guards who knew him very well and could sometimes read him like a book had went ahead when they knew the crown prince was going on his usual swim and exploration.

Elion had gotten off his horse and he saw and sense a disturbance in the water, he stood and watched from a distance. He knew these woods, the legends of the creatures that called the forest home. From a young age Elion had learned what was safe and he made sure that he and his people did not disturb the creatures. He slowly made his way toward the water as he was taking off his shirt. A few minutes after the other had come up. "You are lucky that these woods and waters are safe," he spoke in a powerful voice and a smile on his face.

#c:eryn #queue #w elion

starter for @quillsandcrowns (Nathaniel)

"Why am I not surprised," Elion spoke with a smile on his face as he leaned again the frame watching his little brother. A small chuckle escaped his lips before slowly walking toward the bed and getting in. His strong hands, softly playing with the male's hair before placing a kiss on their forehead. It had been a long day of meetings, listening to his people and resolving issues. The crown prince was ready to just lay in and relax.

"You know I spoil you too much," he spoke teasing the younger male as his hands slowly rubbed up and down the male's chest.

#c:nathaniel #w elion

bastionandblade

Alden felt the heat rise in his cheeks, a flush that had nothing to do with the midday sun. He had expected a reprimand, or perhaps for the Prince to quickly seek the cover of the reeds. He certainly hadn’t expected the royal to stand so boldly, shedding the river water like a shimmering second skin. He tried to keep his gaze fixed firmly on a point somewhere over the Prince’s shoulder, but his resolve was fraying.

"Handsome?" Alden managed to repeat, his voice a fraction lower than usual. He finally let his eyes flick back to Elion, taking in the playful wink. "I fear your protection would be quite compromised, Your Majesty. It is difficult to keep a watchful eye for bandits or beasts when the... scenery... is so distracting." Alden found himself leaning slightly forward. The Prince's invitation was dangerously tempting, a far cry from the grueling drills and dusty roads that usually filled his afternoons.

"The water does look refreshing," he admitted, his lips twitching into a hesitant, lopsided smile. "But if I were to join you, who would guard the clothes? It would be a long, cold ride back to the castle for you if someone were to 'interest' themselves in your royal silks while we were occupied."

ravenscrownsandspears

Elion never liked formality outside formal settings but he understood that most people are more comfortable with being formal with a crown prince and their crown prince. The crown prince did not take it too seriously and so let his people decide. Maybe this was just one of the many reasons why the crown prince was loved by all. Plus the crown prince never took things too seriously sometimes like many other rulers and nobles.

"Yes, handsome," he replied with a warm and charming smile on his face as he walked towards the male. The stranger was indeed handsome and Elion was honest and often called it like how he saw it. "Well, you are right about the scenery," he added as he licked his lips.

"I do know for a fact that beast rarely are here and I am not ashamed of my body and I do not mind if my clothes get stolen and after all, I don't always wear things fancy and it could be mistaken of clothes of that of a knight."

#c:alden #w elion

starter for @swappeddevotions (umberto)

The crown prince was a bit tired, he had been far much busier the last few weeks, dealing with responsibilities. Elion was someone who was willing to put himself last when it came to important matters and his people. Meetings after meeting, traveling to other kingdoms did have his toll and the lack of sleep was getting to him. He had been away from the water for far too long and he missed it. He was glad when he walked into his his official room to see that he had completed all the paperwork last night and he did not have any meetings planned which was and so decided to get on his horse and ride to his own private and special place.

When he got there, he was surprised to see the other. He got off his horse and walked toward the younger and smiled. "Hello, I am crown prince Elion and you are," he spoke extending his hand.

#c:umberto #w elion

beingsofkismet

It was always entertaining for Elrik to observe high-ranking figures dressing down, trying to blend into the common world. But he knew well that their efforts were in vain. His role demanded that he always know who everyone was and what they intended to do, even before they had the thought. Which is why his compliments were rarely without purpose, and sincerity was not guaranteed. Still, with the prince so near, Elrik found himself honestly admiring the prince's handsome features. Clearly a face suited for royalty. Which only made the man's compliment especially satisfying. "Oh, is that so?" The changeling purred, tracing the goblet's rim. "What else might I get away with, then?" he hummed, offering the prince the drink.

ravenscrownsandspears

Elion got very close to the male, a smile and small smirk on his face as he looked into the other's eyes. "Yes, that is very so," he answered a small chuckle escaping his lips. Elion was an interesting and complicated man, when he dressed down he let a side of himself show, not the proper communication, being careful about his image and what he says. Elion was a charming and flirty man. "You will just have to discover for yourself, it will not be fun if I told you." he added with a grin hands slowly moving and ran through the other's hair slowly before taking the drink.

#c:elrik #w elion

bastionandblade

Starter for @ravenscrownsandspears (Elion)

Alden is a very active man. From his morning jogs to riding on his horse daily. He doesn’t like to slack off his training as people already look down on him because of his humble origins, so he works hard and diligently, often surprising people with how responsible he actually was.

He didn’t ride his horse at the same time every day. Some of his daily tasks would change and, as such, he would need to adjust his daily routines but it was always during daylight hours. Today, for example, was midday when he found the time to go horse riding for a bit. The sun was out, there was some light breeze, and all was well.

As he was passing by a gorgeous river, he heard splashing. He slowed his gallop to see who or what had made the sound because curiosity killed that cat after all. That's when he saw the crown prince. Naked. Swimming in that river. It had been the prince who made that splashing noise. Curiosity killed the cat indeed, but satisfaction brought it back. Or so they said.

He stopped his gallop completely. Entranced by the sight. When the prince caught him watching, he cleared his throat and looked away. “Your majesty, I don’t mean to be impertinent, but isn't it dangerous to swim alone and in… that state of dress?”

ravenscrownsandspears

Elion had always loved the water as long as he could remember. It always called out to him and he loved nature. Elion was someone who took his responsibility of being a prince seriously and so he often did not get a lot of time to himself and when he did, he was often out riding out in the woods and then going for a swim. Elion had been stuck in the castle the last few days dealing with meetings and other duties and now he was glad to be out enjoying himself. The water was nice and so was the weather, he had been swimming and enjoying himself when heard and then noticed the other and gave them a smile. He stood up, running his hands through his wet hair, water dripping from his skin.

"Please, you are not being impertinent," he replied back as he slowly got out of the water and walked toward him. "I think a little danger always makes things interesting and fun. You can join me and that way I will not be alone and I would have someone handsome to protect me," he winked.

#c:alden #w elion

beingsofkismet

open: to everyone location: You can choose, commoner's tavern, high society party, etc.

Among the revelry, people celebrated the enduring promise of peace in Liathra. Inevitably, however, their thoughts turned to the royal families, and soon whispers spread. They conjured rumors about intrigue in the Sunspire or insisted they'd glimpsed an improbable figure in the streets of Dawnreach. Whatever tales surfaced, Elrik was always listening, in one way or another.

Elrik had spent his life in Varlinnis, but with such a monumental event underway, the city felt transformed. Accustomed to crossing paths with people across the capital, he now ended the evening at a chosen establishment with a specific aim: to discover which revelers might further his agenda. Most would dismiss the choice as random, but Elrik knew,did not simply assume, that someone of value would come through those doors.

Until then, the changeling entertained himself, basking in the attention of the patrons drawn to his appearance and nature. His modest clothes disarmed many, leading them to treat him as someone in need of care. Of course, he was finding pleasure in the night, but it wasn’t because of the deserved praise or the endless drinks, but the little bits of information that they offered to him willingly, believing him eager for nothing beyond attention. He listened, collecting every detail, especially from one man who quickly became his unwitting source. While pretending to savor whispered advances, Elrik always kept an eye on the entrance, waiting for the true focus of his evening to appear. As soon as he spotted this person, he dismissed his companion with a few quiet words. Alone again, he poured himself wine, readying himself for the true opportunity: “Care to join me for a drink?” he asked politely, his eyes shimmering as they matched the dangling earring on his left ear.

ravenscrownsandspears

The night was lovely, Elion always enjoyed nighttime because it was peaceful and he loved how the city lit up too. The crown prince had decided to explore, his guard and knight watching over him. The male always enjoyed going undercover because he believed that people were their true selves, they did not have to feel pressured nor do they have to worry about saying the wrong thing, doing and acting the wrong way. The prince looked around for a moment and he noticed the other.

He smiled at the male as they spoke and he licked his lips before speaking. "I would never say no to drinks with someone so handsome like you," he winked a chuckle escaping his lips.

#c:elrik #w elion

ofswordandcrowns

@ravenscrownsandspears

How long had they been in Varlinnis? Truthfully, the days seemed to have been blending together, a collection of celebrations and feasts that blurred into one amalgamation. Perhaps it was because Arix hadn't yet ventured into the underbelly of the city, finding the old hideouts where the men of lowborn and high born status alike ditched their armors and weaponry for fists and grit - he hadn't been able to break away from the peacocking and showboating that his parents wanted for him. And while he wouldn't admit it out loud, he was enjoying some of the attention that he was receiving. People coming to talk to him, in the hopes to earn his favor or his hand...

But none of them seemed to strike an interest beyond the superficial, because none of them were worthy of him in his eyes. He wasn't going to marry just anyone. Oh no, if he were going to be forced to marry for political gain, it would be to a future King. Nothing more, nothing less.

And as he walked through the ballroom, eyes fell upon a somewhat familiar face - a man he had seen his passing before ten years ago when the festivities were taking place - and a small smirk pulled at the corners of his lips. Ah, the crown prince of Ritrinc... Now that was someone that could be worth his time but... he had to get a gauge of the man first. After all, he couldn't just agree to marry him. He had to see just what kind of man, what kind of king, he'd wind up being... And if he would be worth it to marry him.

A drink in hand, the half-elf slowly made his way over to the crown prince of Ritrinc - his tiger, Sava, walking beside him - and gave a soft bow in acknowledgement. "Your grace, I see you have come to celebrate the peace our kingdoms have enjoyed... Tell me, have you been enjoying yourself, or have you been bombarded with men trying to gain your favor as I have?" The words came off of his lips playful, teasing, as a small smile pulled at the corners, causing dimples to etch into his cheek.

ravenscrownsandspears

Elion was charming, he knew that just looks alone can be deceiving and one should be careful about judging a book by it's cover. This was a believe that he strongly carried. It was very common and often normal nature for someone to judge by looks and the crown prince did use this to his advantage. He had learned from a young age never to show weakness, never to show those anything, keep them guessing and they will see one's true self when it's too late. Elion carried himself with grace, class and responsibility and to many he had a reputation of being someone who was flirty, someone who had many lovers and he used and tossed them aside. That was what the rumors said, rumors that he himself started half truth and half lie.

Elion was good with faces, he never forgot a face. He walked around, observing and speaking to people, taking note of newer faces and those who he had seen before. Being crown prince, the prince tried his best and made sure to make and build connections. Often time he never really enjoyed events because he saw it as work, never letting his guards down. The male smiled when the other came up to him and gave the other a small brow too also showing his respect as well. "Yes, I would not miss it. Celebrating peace is important and an event like this is one I will never miss," he answered with a smile and chuckle. Elion did not know much about the other and he refused to make judgement with the little information he had at the moment.

"It's hard to when everyone wants to talk to you, try to talk business and politics. You and our conversation seems to be a welcome breath of fresh air."

#c:arix

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