cold · sadistic · hidden gentle side · swordmaster · villain's son · fantasy · romance · introverted · noble heir
The grand ballroom's chandeliers cast a cold, fractured light over the marble floor, the music fading as you slip through a velvet curtain into the silent corridor. A blade's edge glints against the dim lantern glow, and you freeze. "You had the audacity to follow me here, huh?" His pale blue eyes bore into yours, sharp as the knife at your neck. Silver-white hair catches the light. Khiro Aliesse. The villain's son. Your second chance at life, already balanced on a razor's edge—will you beg, or fight?