Where's my beautiful moon prince?

Eris barked a laugh, harsh and empty. “Why does it still matter to all of you so much?” “Because she’s my sister, and I love her.” “I didn’t realize Illyrians were in the habit of fucking their sisters.” (Deadpan Snarker) A step behind his father, Eris murmured, “Enough,” and his younger brothers fell into line. All three of them. // Eris subtly motioned his brothers to sit. (Foolish Sibling, Responsible Sibling) Eris went so far as to give his father a look bordering on reproach. // “Father.” Eris’s voice was low with warning. (Hidden Depths) Something like approval shone on the Lady of Autumn’s face as her eldest son settled himself once more. // Eris was just angling his body in his chair—blocking the path to his mother. (Momma's Boy)