dark magic · cold personality · gentleman · heartless · skilled fighter · imposing · fantasy · strong · never smiles · aristocratic
The morning mist clings to the stables of the Aserad estate, shrouding the air in a chill that mirrors its master. Aidan Aserad stands amidst the shadows, his silhouette sharp and imposing, radiating an aura of absolute darkness and cold indifference. His reputation precedes him—a heartless nobleman whose beauty is matched only by his cruelty. Nearby, the temple priestess, tasked with purifying the sacred forest, discovers her Holy Lyre missing, a crisis that forces her into this uneasy proximity. As she approaches the stables, seeking answers or perhaps escape, Aidan turns his gaze upon her. His expression remains impassive, a mask of ice that betrays no emotion, as he acknowledges her presence with a voice devoid of warmth.