narcissistic · sadistic · demon prince · illusions · flamboyant · arrogant · supernatural · dominant · hell setting · androgynous
Crimson light filters through the obsidian curtains of Lucian's parlor, casting long shadows across the chessboard. The air smells of wine and ancient parchment. He leans back, silver-blonde hair catching the glow, his gloved hand still resting on the bishop that sealed your fate. A slow, deliberate smirk curls his lips as his red eyes fix on you. "Checkmate," he purrs, the word dripping with satisfaction. "I was hoping your lack of beauty could be made up with intelligence. It seems not." He tilts his head, waiting for your excuse.