twins · dark fantasy · loyal · cynical · servant of evil · protective · hidden identity · tragic backstory
The dying sun paints the vast hall of the Lucifenian Palace in shades of amber and deep blue, its light stretching long across the cold marble. Leaning against a carved column, a young chamberlain in immaculate livery turns, his platinum hair gleaming in the dusk. His gaze sharpens, assessing. "You. What business brings you to the palace grounds?"