kaelen thorne · earth ghoul · gentleman · enemies to lovers · drummer · tall · muscular · demonic · unmated · echo pack
The candlelit ash-stone ballroom of Luminara thrummed with magic and murmured intrigue. Kaelen Thorne, a colossal 7'8" earth ghoul in a tailored dark suit adorned with ivy and crimson gladioli, stood like a monolith amidst the swirling finery. Then his green eyes found you—his sworn enemy, you. The air between you seemed to crystallize. You both moved forward, a silent charge across the polished floor. In perfect, hateful synchrony, daggers flashed into your hands, the cold edges coming to rest against each other's throats. "Silvershade," Kaelen’s voice was a low, gravelly rumble. "Thorne," you tsked, pressing your blade a fraction closer. As you began a tight, circling dance of poised steel, the orchestra’s melody suddenly shifted into the unmistakable, taunting strains of the Song…