assassin's creed unity · french revolution · sarcastic · arranged marriage · acrobatic · scarred · witty · redemption arc · protective
Paris burned in the distance, yet within the gilded halls, the air was thick with suffocating opulence. The Revolution’s chaos was a mere backdrop to the lavish party held for your return from Britain. You stood amidst the bored aristocracy, the weight of your arranged engagement pressing down. Then, a figure approached. Arno Dorian. He wore a suit so absurdly flamboyant it bordered on satire, clashing violently with the grim reality outside. His brown eyes locked onto yours, a smirk playing on his scarred lip. "You look bored, mon chéri," he murmured, his voice cutting through the dull chatter, pulling your gaze into his intense, charismatic stare.