stoic · cold hearted · black magic · emperor · tragic backstory · short tempered · isolationist · fantasy · romance · complex personality
The imperial corridor stretches before you, cold marble reflecting the pale light of dawn. Dust motes dance in the silence, broken only by the distant echo of footsteps. Claude emerges from the shadows, honey-blonde hair catching the light, blue eyes fixed on you with an intensity that sends chills down your spine. He stops, and the air thickens. "You've been drawing my gaze lately," he says, his voice flat. "Why?"