(Heavily inspired by “Sundown” on Ao3!)

“May the sun be your guiding light.” A phrase Sharpness is accustomed with. It was their way of greeting the royalty, and soon-to-be King. Though it did no good to him.

Sweat trailing down his forehead, hands gripping a worn-out sword, huffing and breathing from combat training. This was the Prince's way to let out frustrations, since by the time he's crowned king, the Kingdom and it's duties will own him forever.

“One more round, Sapa.” He spoke, breathing heavily.

Saparata is the Prince's trusted advisor, a childhood friend of his he met due to his father the king, and Saps' father being heavily acquainted. Saparata is the same age as him, and is the type of friend Sharpness can rely on at any time, the type of friend where Sharpness can let out his worries, and won't have to worry about his venting reaching the king. Sharpness can always abandon his "well-mannered" "proper etiquette" persona with the man.

Prince Sharpness of the Conexion Empire. He was forced to attend a royal ball by his father and mother, the Queen and King. He could protest against his mother, but to his father? It's a lost cause trying to ever defy him, Sharpness is afraid to do so.

Slipping out of the lively crowd in the main hall, and slipping into one of the hallways leading to the garden, Sharpness is greeted by a... rather weird looking purple-haired rabbit hybrid? A rather weird conversation they had.

“Prince Sharpness. What a pleasure it is to meet you.” “Ah.. Likewise, you are—?..” “Not anyone important. Anyways— how's your life? Does it have meaning? Any value whatsoever?” “Pardon? What do you—” “Does your life bring you any joy?” “..What?” “Does your life bring you any joy?” A snicker from the purple rabbit before running off. Huh.

What was supposed to be a healthy break for Prince Sharpness, turned into a ball of tension.

The clanging of metal, swords swinging, and his heart dropping. An assassin was at the ball. And currently, his target was an advisor of his father in the royal court.. Sharpness kept his mouth shut, pondering if he should step in.. and step in he did, as soon as the assassin had his back turned, Sharpness stood from where he hid and pulled the dagger of the assassin to his neck. But the face made Sharpness loosen his grip and startle himself. This.. assassin is the same purple haired rabbit he talked to earlier! The loosened grip of the dagger made the Assassin get away with a trail of laughs.

The matter was reported to the king and the whole royal palace was under triple the protection. Sharpness became locked in his chambers as he had interacted with the assassin. The prince could easily out the assassin.. he remembered his face.. how could he not? But.. There was a thrill in burning in the Prince's chest and he decided to keep it secret.

Soon, day after day, random items keep popping up wherever he is. First a fig on his windowsill, a purple butterfly pinned to his sword, an amethyst gem atop of His bed.. (and many more). They all had one thing in common. All purple.. relating to that rabbit hybrid assassin.

Soon, a letter was placed on his bedside in the dead of the night. All it read was.. “May the moon be your guiding light”. Prince Sharpness could easily report this matter to his father.. but.. he didn't. Because this.. having something to himself? Was a thrill of its own.

He hid the letter as Saparata arrived to escort him for breakfast.

“Yeah, yeah I'm coming..” He waved Saparata off recklessly, well. Saparata was one guy he could trust.