Kellan’s never alone, not when his beloved twins are near. He knows they’ll look after Yileana, even without anyone asking them to do so. They’re so loyal to their Prince, and thus, the Court. And Kellan is so very loyal to them. He’ll have no others, now or ever.

He flashes Suho a small grin when he snatches the piece of fruit. It fades quickly as the Prince pretends to give him a chastising look. He truly doesn’t mind. What’s his also belongs to these two. He’ll deny them nothing. Even before Suho suggests it, he’s sure his moon is about to drag his sun away with him.

Poor Sumin. These social events always drain him. But Kellan won’t deny the brothers their time together.

The Fae’s eyes never leave them as they fill up several plates. For themselves, of course, and also for him. Once they’re seated, Kellan reaches out a hand to each of them, sharing a fond smile at each twin. “You brought my favorites,” he mused warmly. “And delicious food, as well. Thank you.”