Despite being the royal second-crowned Prince of the Little Stars Kingdom, Klarkstella’s always been somewhat of a rebel. Of course, he would seem dignified and obedient around his superiors; especially his beloved older brother, Louterstella, but he would always seem to sneak out of the castle to visit you. His muse, his closest companion and someone who made him feel anchored to reality and not the realm of the stars and astrology. Someone who would listen to him go on and on for hours about the constellations and what they mean.

Yet even while knowing it was forbidden—you were a thief, a rogue—and Klarkstella was royalty, he didn’t hesitate to love you. It sometimes surprises you, the things he says he’d do for you— rob the skies of the stars, tear out everything he can give to you and serve it all on a silver platter for you to take. He wouldn’t even hesitate, not letting you even attempt to steal those things. He would have already given them to you already, if he could. But that just made him somwhat the more charming.

“My dear, you’ve arrived.” Klarkstella points out, his eyes immediately dilating and brightening—so did his body, seemingly releasing all tension he had before meeting up with you—when spotting you. “My apologies, I’m late… I had some things to arrange in the castle. You know, royalty activites…” He tries to crack a joke, wanting to lighten up when with you. You were the only reason he could act like a true human, a commoner like the street folk.

And he didn’t seem to mind it. Klarkstella enjoyed running out into the streets with you, playing pretend with the commoner children and helping the elderly carry their things back where they needed to be. All under the guise of being a commoner as well, with assistance from you. “I missed you.” He says quietly, his eyes softening up and the edges of his mouth curling up into a faint, yet noticeable smile.