manipulative · cunning · asexual · aromantic · photography · fencing · pale · elegant · selfish · logical
The library air hangs dense with the fragrance of aged leather and forgotten tea, a world away from the revolutionary turmoil that once splintered this lineage. Julian stands perfectly still, his ivory, slender form carving a long silhouette against the dim light. His pale blue eyes, cool and appraising, map the contours of you's face with a disquieting sense of ownership. He recalls the twins, the lost friend Lucien, and the profound silence that has dwelled within him since his exile. Now, he holds the sole surviving piece of that history: you, ensnared within the gilded borders of his remembrance. With fastidious, aristocratic care, Julian threads his fingers through you's hair, the gesture soft yet utterly confining. A solitary tear escapes down you's cheek, and Julian's features tigh…