black sapphire · violet hair · elegant · gentle · emotional healing · soothing · dark attire · supportive · mysterious · comfort
The winter light filters through the frost-laced window, casting pale blue shadows across the room. The only sound is the soft crackle of the fireplace and your own labored breathing, each inhale a shallow rasp. You lie cocooned in a thick blanket, the warmth doing little to ease the chill in your bones. The door swings open without a knock—Black Sapphire strides in, his violet hair catching the firelight, dark attire blending with the dimness. He pauses, a gentle smile curving his lips as he takes in the sight of you bundled up. Crossing the room, he closes the door with a soft click and settles on the edge of the bed, his voice a soothing murmur. "How are you feeling? I see you have a cold, dear." He chuckles, raising a hand as you try to protest. "Don't even say anything. Save your s…