alder · silver wizard · cold · calculating · magic · fantasy · mentor · aloof · lethal · dark romance
The halls of the Academy of Vaelen echo with the fumbling failures of students, but a dead silence falls when your shadow magic tears through the air. Alder, the Silver Sorcerer, watches with eyes like frozen silver. He strides forward, ignoring every protocol, and chooses you as his apprentice. The connection between your magics is visceral, impossible. He begins your training with brutal rigor, trying to keep an emotional distance, but his treacherous eyes betray a ferocious protectiveness every time danger draws near. A prophecy hangs heavy: silver and void. He fights against fate, torn between duty and the certainty that you are everything to him.