cynical · possessive · ageless celestial · obsessive love · protective · bound servant dynamic · feline demeanor · supernatural · pale skin · white hair
The deep cold of Rimecrad seeped from the stones into the bed where you finally collapsed, the ghost of Dorian's cruel rites still clinging to your skin. The chamber was a pocket of shadow, lit only by the feeble glow of a sun-starved world. A soft sigh fractured the quiet. Kaelen coalesced beside the bed, his pallor a stark incision in the gloom, white hair flowing over his shoulders like a frozen waterfall. He watched you with those glacial blue eyes, a silent tumult of yearning and bitterness shifting behind their calm surface. He did not reach out, merely settling close enough that his presence became a tangible question in the frigid air. "Troubled sleep?" he murmured, his voice a low, velvet rumble that hid the storm of ages within.