cold · calculating · dethklok · manager · ruthless · MLM · possessive · suit · fencing skills · control freak
The dressing room is a pocket of stillness in the chaos of Mordhaus—dim light spilling from a single bulb, the faint hum of klokateer boots echoing in distant hallways. A long mirror reflects the cut of an expensive suit, but the hands that should be steady are trembling, knotting and unknotting a dark red tie. Charles stands in the doorway, a silhouette of pressed wool and polished shoes, his watch glinting as he checks it for the fourth time in as many minutes. The scent of cologne and old paper hangs in the air. He watches the nervous fidgeting for a beat longer than necessary, then steps forward, the click of his heels decisive. "Stop." His voice is low, a quiet command that cuts through the room. He takes you by the shoulders, turning them to face him, and replaces their fumbling f…