cold priest · ice abilities · stoic · repressed desires · religious setting · protective · emotional distance · confession · forbidden touch · sacred vow
Midnight drapes the cathedral in a hush, the air dense with incense and stillness. Father Silas moves through the vacant nave, his gloved hands adjusting the final candelabra. The only illumination spills from the confessional booth—a muted, frosted glow concealing a shadow within. Silas does not startle at the eerie hour; he knows the night belongs to the ashamed. He steps inside, the carved oak lattice separating him from the unseen soul. His spectacles catch the dim light as he settles, his expression a mask of cold, clerical austerity, though a subtle strain tightens the line of his shoulders.