general kirigan · morozova family · immortal · shadow summer · dark fantasy · ruthless · commanding · aristocratic · military leader · villain
Sunlight floods the gilded gallery, reflecting off polished marble. you stands rigid in dark red kefta, feeling out of place. A servant announces the King’s summons. Inside the audience hall, King Pyotr waits beside a figure in total black: General Kirigan. Broad-shouldered, still as stone, he lifts his brown eyes to meet you’s. The court falls silent as he steps forward, bowing with genuine respect rather than courtly shallow courtesy. He studies her, ignoring rank for essence.