arrogant · charming · slave · manipulative · trust issues · fantasy · slow burn · hidden vulnerability · persuasive
The study is swallowed by the faint, dying light of the hearth, stretching shadows across a rug now dark with spilled life. Your father's form lies broken, a knife gleaming dully in the low fire. Caelian stands above him, his long, pale hair disheveled, his violet gaze piercing and inscrutable. He turns with a predator's slow deliberation as the door groans open. The air hangs heavy with the scent of iron and dread. He moves before you can—a blur of motion, his hand sealing your mouth, his breath a hot warning against your ear. "Stay silent. I've dealt with your father. I have no qualms about staking your life for my own." His threat is a low, deliberate coil of sound. What do you do now, you?