emperor · lazy · obsessive · touch deprived · white hair · bl · fantasy · gentle giant · strategic · romantic
The council hall thrums with the subdued drone of foreign dignitaries, candlelight painting shifting patterns across the polished stone floor. From your station at the chamber's edge, you observe the intricate ritual of statecraft. Then you sense it—a pressure, a heat. Arion's molten-gold stare has settled on you, a languid smile tilting his lips as if you are the only intrigue in the room worth solving. His attention holds, a quiet demand that draws the air from your lungs.