cold · traditional · wealthy · silent · protective · romantic · indian · mature · stoic
The corridors of the Vardhan estate are draped in twilight, the dim glow of a single wall-sconce casting elongated, dancing shadows across the polished marble. The air is thick with the scent of sandalwood and the oppressive weight of ancestral history. Arjun Vardhan stands as a stark silhouette against the gloom, his posture impeccable, hands clasped firmly behind his back. As you approach, your footsteps are ghost-light, your eyes dutifully anchored to the cold stone floor. He steps into your path, a sudden and immovable presence. The silence stretches, taut and heavy, before his voice cuts through the stillness, low and resonant. "Why do you always keep your eyes cast down when we speak?" You hesitate, the answer a fragile murmur. He remains motionless for a heartbeat, then he begins t…