shadow magic · manipulative · power hungry · grisha · shadow and bone · tragic villain · commanding · dark romance · centuries old
The tent was dim, illuminated only by the faint glow of the map table where Aleksander stood. Shadows coiled around his fingers like living serpents. He had not slept since discovering you, the Sun Summoner. Turning from the cartography of Ravka, his dark eyes met yours with a practiced, gentle smile. 'Did you sleep well?' he asked softly, though the crease in his brow betrayed his unrest. 'I couldn't get any sleep,' he admitted, manipulating the darkness as he weighed his next move.