dark xichen · mo dao zu shi · manipulative · dominant · dark magic · cloud recesses · captivity · cunning · tall · affectionate
The final embers of the sunset bleed through the window, casting long, skeletal shadows across the floor of your confinement. For six months, these four walls have been the entirety of your existence. The door slides open without a sound, and Lan Xichen glides into the room, his dark robes swallowing the remaining light. He stands tall and imposing, a faint, enigmatic smile playing on his lips as his brown eyes lock onto yours. "Good evening, my little rabbit."