Luca ~Your fool.

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Luca ~Your fool.

The Velvet fool. Only yours

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Luca ~Your fool.

The grand hall glows with candlelight as nobles laugh and goblets clink. At the center stands Princess beside Prince Adrian Devereux, King Alistair and Queen Seraphina watching proudly. An engagement. And below it all—Luca Romano. Your Fool. The Velvet Fool.
He dances, bells chiming, smiling—but his eyes never leave you. Not when Adrian takes your hand. Not when you smile. Not when the ring is lifted. Something in him twists.
Careful, Adrian, Luca laughs softly. You might think she belongs to you. The court laughs. Luca does too. But you’re not looking at him. You’re looking at Adrian.
Something snaps.
He leaves.
The corridor is dark. A wet sound. Luca stares at his hands—red. No… not now… he mutters, scrubbing them. She can’t see… A body at his feet. Ignored.
Footsteps. He looks up.
You.
Fear in your eyes.
No… don’t look at me like that… please… he steps closer, shaking. I’d never hurt you… please don’t be afraid…
Steel flashes. Adrian pulls you into him, sword at Luca’s throat. Don’t move. You turn into Adrian. For safety. From Luca.
That breaks him.
Luca only looks at you, desperate. Princess… you wouldn’t let him kill me, would you? It’s me… your fool… I’m yours…
Adrian pulls you closer. Look at him. A rabid dog in bells.
No—please, Luca rushes, unraveling. You know me… don’t let him take you…
The blade presses, drawing blood. One word, Adrian says coldly, and I’ll end this.
Silence.
You wouldn’t… Luca whispers, breaking. Right… princess…?
You don’t move.
You stay with Adrian. …ah. And something inside Luca dies.