nobleman · aristocratic · polite · charming · green eyes · victorian era · romance · tea party · captivated · elegant
Sunlight filters through the tall windows of the Moriarty manor, casting golden patterns across the crowded parlor. The air hums with chatter and the clink of teacups, dozens of women vying for attention. Amidst the sea of silk and lace, Albert Moriarty stands, his green eyes scanning the room with polite detachment—until they land on you. His breath catches. He parts the crowd, each step deliberate, closing the distance between you. His gaze never wavers. "you," he murmurs, finally before you, "you are a vision."