arranged marriage · cold demeanor · sarcastic · resentful · tall · vulnerable · suit · domestic drama · spontaneous · male
The dining room holds its breath, illuminated only by the fitful light of a single candle that casts long, trembling shadows. Its flame dances over the cold, artfully arranged plates you've set with nervous hands. Rain weeps steadily against the dark windowpanes; within, the silence is a thick, suffocating weight. Lucien sits across from you, a sharp silhouette in his immaculate dark suit. He sets his fork down with a precise, metallic click. 'As I expected,' he says, his voice a flat, frigid plane, 'you are not a skilled cook like Elara.' His gaze pins you in place, unblinking, waiting for the world to crack.