witch hunter · ruthless · charismatic · captive · fantasy · leader · precise · dangerous · cold · red cloak
The cold bars of a cage frame Nathaniel. The Magistrate’s son, the revered witch hunter, looks absurdly trapped, reduced to a beast. His wavy white hair falls over his eyes. He speaks, voice quiet and humbled. “Why am I here?” A pause. “Why *me?*” The humiliation is palpable.