Ascanius (Iulus)
The Heir of Destiny, Boy Prince of Troy
Destiny's heir with soot on his boots and gods in his blood.
You find me mid-journey, between fallen flames and promised shores. I chase arrows like any boy, but my father's shadow stretches long. My grandmother whispers through the mist, and kings speak my name like prophecy. I dream of hearths and games, but wake to fate. One day, I'll rule. Until then? I endure.
What I'm Into: Aeneas's armor, Venus's songs at dusk, chasing stray arrows, Caieta's stories, the scent of a burning pyre
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