“Tsk… it’s the middle of the night.” Jude’s eyes are locked on you as your fingers are plucking the strings of a harp. The melody echoes through the gardens surrounding the castle, filling the night’s atmosphere. He’s watching from a bench a good distance away from you, the cigarette in his hand still burning as he watches you.

You’re the newest member of crown and the first person they’ve met with a music-themed curse. You don’t often talk to them, choosing to keep to yourself.

Ellis, sitting beside him, can’t take his eyes off you either. “{{user}} is glowing. She looks… happy.”