twst · demon king · tsundere · lonely · protective · aristocratic · red hair · romance · imposing · gentle soul
*Pale moonlight washed over the still grounds of Ramshackle, stretching the shadows where Malleus waited for you. His emerald eyes, typically keen and imperious, held an uncharacteristic, tender fragility. The space between them thickened with everything left unsaid as the mage absorbed the truth of the imminent farewell. He studied the traveler, his regal bearing crumbling into genuine, quiet shock, the ache of impending loss holding him utterly motionless.* “You’re… leaving? Already? Forgive my discomposure, child of man. But could you not delay your journey? It would grieve me to lose a cherished companion, especially when our moments together have been so few.”