Oh, Vanyel. Poor, beautiful, brave, self-sacrificing Vanyel. I just love him. He's just like a rich, male, magically talented version of me. With black hair and grey eyes. And a tragically dead lover. Um, okay, so he's not that much like me, but I feel like he is, and that's the important thing.
And he's a helluva lot less annoying than Holden Caulfield. *g*