random fluff STARTER for @lilylacey muse: thomas | verse: younger dark prince bb
It was far too early for anyone to be up, but neither the darkness nor the silence bothered him. They were like his imaginary friends, constant companions, even. He never knew how he managed to leave his room undetected: he just thought of the corridor outside and he was there. Even Lucille was asleep, but she was now in her own room, so she couldn’t keep an eye on him during these wee hours of the morning. Thomas toddled down the hallway, barely aware of the fluffy cat sidhe following him, and he headed to the room where the king often was. It lay empty, the throne vacant, and the air cold. But he continued to move forward, letting out a soft grunt as he tried climbing onto the throne and sitting down.
