Power. Confidence. Personality. Warrior.
Despite his position of power and status, Prince Caelian is far from shallow rather, he is accepting, judging others on their personality and character not by their position or background.
Prince Caelian’s affinity is ice.
… The dining room table was set for five guests. Eliana wondered who else would be joining them. Caelian arrived wearing his royal attire and looking every bit the king-designate. With a graceful move he seated his companion and then sat next to her. She felt like a rose between two thorns, with Fin on the other side of her. THE HALFLING
The conversation became animated as old stories from long ago surfaced. Eliana began to feel a bond growing between her, Fin and Caelian. The more she learned about them through the stories, the more her fondness grew.
“This story is legendary in status,” Fin began as he told his avid listeners about the time Caelian fought what he thought was a mighty bear-like creature that turned out to be a field mouse changeling who was testing his skills to join the king’s warriors. Caelian retorted between chokes of laughter to recall the moment he realised the trick. THE HALFLING
“Hey, sleepyhead, you okay?” Caelian cooed shaking her shoulder.
Rolling over groggily, Eliana said, “How’d you get in here?”
“I walked through the door, of course,” he laughed. “You’ve been locked up in here for four days now and everyone is getting worried.”