He’s tired of being glittering. He’s bored with being soft. The next option is obviously becoming cold as ice, hard as diamond. Biting and sharp.
His plans become cleaner, less convoluted. Get in, commit several felonies, get out. Crisp. Pure.
They ask if it’s silver, or maybe diamond itself. He tells them to stop being silly.
It’s White Gold.
Second in the AU Boy aesthetic series. Inspired by a post from @xkatelyn13x
Nice view of the White-Gold Tower and Imperial City from the forest