Prince Kaelis' Chambers

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Kaelis’ chambers sit high within the inner keep of Braevia’s palace, where the stone walls grow warm beneath the sun and the air carries the faint scent of incense and polished cedar. These rooms are not merely a bedchamber—they are a private sanctum, shaped as much by power as by restraint. The space is broad and deliberate, framed by tall arched windows veiled in sheer linen that glows amber at dusk. Sunlight spills across dark stone floors etched with subtle geometric carvings—symbols of lineage, sovereignty, and legacy. By night, oil lamps cast low, golden light, softening the severity of the room and cloaking it in intimacy. At the chamber’s center rests a massive bed carved from blackened hardwood, its posts adorned with sun motifs worked in gold leaf. Draped silks—deep bronze, wine-red, and warm ivory—hang loose rather than pristine, signaling a space meant for privacy rather than ceremony. The bed feels less like a royal display and more like an invitation carefully guarded. One wall is lined with shelves holding scrolls, ceremonial weapons, and relics of Braevia’s past—proof that Kaelis is both scholar and future king. Another bears a low table scattered with unfinished correspondence, signet rings, and the subtle disorder of a man who carries the weight of rule even when alone. A bathing alcove opens into the chamber, separated by carved screens, where steam curls lazily upward and water reflects firelight. It is here that armor is removed, crowns forgotten, and titles loosen their grip. Above all, the room feels claimed. Not ostentatious, but controlled. Intimate, but dangerous. This is a place where power does not need to announce itself—and where Amelia’s presence shifts the air entirely, turning a prince’s refuge into a crucible of desire, negotiation, and quiet betrayal.