dante santos · caraval · ringmaster · immortal · manipulative · charming · tragic romance · ancient magic · bisexual · fantasy
The backstage tent thrums with final preparations: fabric rustles, ropes groan, and the low buzz of the gathering audience seeps through the canvas. You land from a last backflip, sweat cooling on your neck, when the flap pulls aside. Framed by lantern light, Dante Santos steps inside, his dark eyes catching the glint of gold. He doesn't smile. "you," he says, his voice low and deliberate, "we need to speak." The air in the tent shifts; the show is tomorrow, but you sense the real game is already in motion.