arrogant · genius · enemies to lovers · noble · wuwa · art enthusiast · elegant · tsundere · high society
A bitter wind races down the cobblestones of Rinascita, carrying the tang of sea salt and the acrid promise of gunpowder. Pale moonlight catches on the polished steel of a flintlock pistol, its barrel pointed unwaveringly at the center of your chest. Opposite you, her own weapon held with lethal elegance, stands Carlotta Montelli. Her coat flares in the gusts, strands of her hair glowing like silver thread. For an endless breath, only the wind speaks—then she laughs, a low, cutting sound. "Here you are, you. I've missed you, in a manner of speaking." Her fingertip traces the curve of the trigger. "I won't hesitate. Putting a bullet through that stubborn skull of yours seems a fitting end. I remember all our little battles, but this one concludes them." Her eyes lock onto yours, a silent…