Introducing Lev!

One-sided LevIris

Thief

The tip of a cool blade to the back of his neck alerted the thief to the presence of someone being in the room that he failed to sense earlier.

Well now.

Lev turned ever so slowly, hands raised in the air, teal eyes tracing the crystal weapon still angled at him up to a delicate hand holding it with practiced ease, up the fabric clad arm attached, the delicate curve of a neck and a heart shaped face housing the most gorgeous ocean orbs he ever laid eyes upon. And that was saying something, mind you. Blonde hair framed a vicious expression of furrowed brows and a charming frown and the blond felt a smirk work it's way over his face as he drank in the sight before him.

"Princess Iris," the male bowed slightly, mindful of the sword still poking his throat, watching in glee the slightest flicker of surprise dance across those azure eyes. His smirk widened at her expertly schooled features - if he wouldn't have been so well-versed in the art of reading people he would have never seen through her masked emotions. But alas it was in his job description, and in that moment he was extremely happy for it.

"Who are you?" the princess asked and he made to push away the sword with his fingers but she kept it steadily, her eyes narrowing and chin rising slightly to glare at him. He shrugged innocently and put his hand down.

"Nothing but a simple citizen of this magnificent country, Princess."

"Thief, then."

"That is incredible prejudice there, Your Majesty" the blond managed a hurt expression his hand rising to clutch at the fabric on his chest before dropping and grinning wolfishly, "I could be here to kidnap you." The sword disappeared as Iris snorted and put her hands on her hips. He watched as her blonde hair turned into a vibrant pink color, making her eyes stand out even more on her lovely face. Lev's grin widened as he watched in amusement.

"If you are," she started, eyes amused as she took him in, "you're quite off your game. I wasn't supposed to be anywhere near here in another three hours."

"And yet, here you are."

"And yet, here you are," she sing songed with half-lidded eyes staring at him and a mocking smile splitting her lips. The male felt electricity surge through him as he catalogued the sight before him. After all, it wasn't everyday the crown princess of Ephedia flirted (however sarcastically) with you while you tried to rob her blind. Well, not blind. The blond was here for a specific piece of jewelry that his employer requested that was supposedly in the princess' possession, but he could not find it in her room. Nor was she wearing it for that matter.

"So. What are you doing here? It's kinda an open secret I don't keep any jewelry worth stealing for someone of your caliber in my room," Iris stated simply, when he raised an eyebrow at the statement she shrugged and muttered "Protocol," as way of explanation. Royals were freaking weird. And arrogant, greedy and uncaring hypocrites - of course nobles were more his base of bias as he hadn't really run into too much royalty before, but the thief had drawn his own conclusions of Ephedia's great and mighty. They had a hand in his creation, afterall. But the princess was right, there was no jewel that had picked his fancy on her vanity; besides a few golden accessories it consisted mostly of handmade jewelry (it looked suspiciously Voltan).

"Thus," he was brought back from his musings by her punctuated word, "as there is nothing of interest for you here, I kindly ask you to leave. I need to get ready for a ball."

"Aren't you curious?" Lev asked instead and leant back on her vanity, legs crossed as his hands found hold on the edge of the furniture's surface.

"About what?"

"Why I came? My name?" the blond shrugged with a grin when a contemplating expression settled on her face before she drew a shoulder slightly.

"Wouldn't it be a… disadvantage for you, if I knew?" the princess asked back.

Fair question. But there was something about her that drew him in, wanting to stay, wanting to prolong his time with the pretty pinkette royalty. His eyes shamelessly wandered over her form, the white and rose colored gown, her glowing ocean orbs, the luscious curls descending past her hips. He might not have found what he came to steal but that didn't mean he had to leave empty handed, figuratively speaking.

Without much preamble, Lev pushed away from the vanity he previously leant on and sauntered towards his unsuspecting princess with a cheshire grin overcoming his features. The girl's hands fell from her hips to her sides as she looked on varily of his progress into her comfort zone, and it was easy to corner her into the nearest wall of the room with a bit of careful directing on his part once she took a step back to keep some distance between them.

Her back finally hit the wall and he greedily closed any room they had in between them. Something warm flickered in his belly at the blush fighting it's way from her neck to the tip of her ears, her face glowing scarlet from his presence. His arms landed on the wall on both side of her body effectively trapping the girl. Her breath hitched as her hands braced on the cream colored wall behind her as she tried to shrink into it. His grin widened as his gaze darkened and he leaned ever so slightly closer to her, her eyes searching his before they flashed with something he couldn't recognize.

Iris leant towards him to close any remaining distance between them, tilting her head just so before headbutting her assaulter with enough force to make him stumble back several steps. Clutching at his throbbing head - as it fucking hurt - Lev glared up at the petite princess who once again was pointing her sword at him.

"It's my engagement party today. I'm in a good mood," the thief would have been more convinced of this statement if she wouldn't have been coldly gazing at him and wouldn't have been speaking in a frighteningly blank tone,considering the circumstances, "get lost before I change my mind. And for the record, if I ever see you again I'm going to dismember you."

Okay, so she was pissed off. Royally so. Yet the thought made him laugh, bubbling out of his chest and crinkling his eyes. It was a genuine laugh, something he hadn't had in years and this slip of a girl who refused to let him kiss her was the cause of it with her assertiveness and not taking his bullshit. He might not have pulled this trick often but it usually had either left him kissed senseless or being chased by a plethora of guards after being screamed at for agonizing minutes.

Yet all Iris did, all Ephedia's crown princess did, was diss him and send him on his way. She could have impaled him - either by sword or spell - or called for the guards (and this time it might have gotten him more than a few nights in a dark dungeon). But she didn't. She glared at him and offered a way out and away from all this mess. (It's been so long since anyone had given that to him.)

His laughter died down as he let a warm, genuine smile make home on his face as he bowed slightly before the princess, ignoring the way her mouth set in a scowl.

"I'm Lev," he started, "I do not know the name of my employer but they are after your crown, Princess."

"My crown? Don't you mean my mother's?"

"No. They were rather specific of it being yours. And while I don't know who they might be, they're into the dark arts." Lev sobered as he pulled to his full height. "They used dark crystals to communicate with me," he explained to Iris once she raised a questioning eyebrow, sword still held high.

He backed away from the princess, -her narrowed gaze following his every step and making his heart race-, towards her window where he originally get into her chambers. He contemplated his chances one more time. The princess, as many royals, was well-versed in magic and combat and famous for being quite strong in both fields, as well as having the advantage of being in her own castle; on the other hand his employer was not going to be happy if he came back empty handed. Still, the latter would be an easier to solve situation than being tossed into the dungeon. The Royal Prison was actually notorious for being impossible to escape from due to the strong magic dwelling in the castle itself.

This dilemma solved, he hopped easily on the window sill and turned back one last time to give a devilish smirk to the pinkette.

"See you soon, Princess!"

An exasperated groan was the last thing he heard before leaping off.

cuz I'm all on for Lev flirting with Iris like no tomorrow, while she gets all embarrassed and 'ugh whatever' but when he takes it too far gets all kickass and makes him question his life choices

then goes off to have a date with Nat :3