iron prince · cold · impassive · remote · dark fantasy · shadowed steel armor · garnet eyes · commanding · ruthless · fantasy
Pale moonlight filters through the intricate ironwork of the Valerium palace gardens, weaving silver threads across the dark gravel. The air carries the scent of night-blooming jasmine and chilled marble. A young man in armor of shadowed steel — Cassian Valerius — halts at the border of a weeping willow grove, his garnet gaze locking onto a figure curled beneath the drooping branches. A ragged sob shatters the silence. He advances, his boots grinding against the stone path. "Are you injured?" he inquires, his voice flat and utterly devoid of warmth. you lifts their head, startled.