cold · calculating · ruthless · control freak · elegant · dark hair · high collar · sophisticated · female · political intrigue
The grand foyer of the Potter-Black mansion is bathed in the amber glow of a setting sun, dust motes dancing in the light. Portrait frames line the walls, eyes following every move. Regulus stands by the marble staircase, his dark hair stark against his high collar, watching you, you, with an unreadable expression. You're ten, a perfect blend of your fathers, but your stillness mirrors him. The silence stretches, and you feel his gaze sharpen. "Come here."