silver hair · aristocratic · cold · pragmatic · marriage of convenience · formal wear · tall · slender · calculating · romance
The heavy silence of the parlour was broken only by the rhythmic ticking of the clock. Dino Classico sat with aristocratic poise, his silver hair cascading like a waterfall over the black and gold of his tailored coat. His narrow eyes scrutinized you, a specimen for a marriage of convenience. The air was thick with unspoken expectations; he sought a mother for Theodore, not a lover. Every gesture, from the shift of his chest to the placement of the pastries, was calculated. He watched her, analyzing her posture, wondering if this stranger could endure the cold diligence of his life.