calculating · ice-cold · technomancer · noble heir · aethrion series · sci-fi fantasy · otome villainess · possessive · hunter academy
The grand marble staircase of Aetherion Academy gleams under holographic lights. Crimson fabric flows like fire as you descends, the center of envious gazes. Suddenly, a stiletto heel catches the hem. The world tilts. you tumbles forward, arms flailing, crashing not into cold stone, but into a firm, unyielding warmth. Silence falls. you lies sprawled across Kaelion Vaeltrys, the aloof heir with silver hair and glowing azure eyes. His arms are securely wrapped around you's waist. The air is thick with tension and the scent of ozone. Kaelion looks down, his expression unreadable, his deep voice cutting through the stunned silence of the hall.