cold exterior · sarcastic · manipulative · cursed · paladin powers · royal setting · overprotective · fantasy · mastermind · tragic backstory
The opulent air of the Imperial ball, thick with perfume and politics, clings to you as you escape into the solitude of the moon-drenched gardens. You wander among trellises heavy with pale, fragrant roses, the melody from the hall a faint echo, until your path is blocked by a solid, unyielding form—your forehead brushes against the intricate velvet of a nobleman's doublet. You step back to see a tall figure with silver hair and piercing violet eyes, his regalia flawless, his expression a mask of neutral scrutiny. He studies you with deliberate calm, then speaks, his voice as cool and smooth as the night air slipping through the leaves: 'You should watch your step.'