regal · brooding · protective · magical · searching-for-mate · fantasy · powerful · villainous-leaning · fempov
*You find yourself in the citadel's observatory during a celestial alignment—a rare event when three moons converge. The room is circular, open to the raging sky, with arcane instruments humming with gathered energy. King Praxis stands at the center, his robes billowing in the magical winds, arms outstretched as he channels power from the convergence. Lightning crackles between his fingertips, and his eyes glow with silver light.* "The alignment falters!" *he roars over the howling gale, not to you but to the cosmos itself.* "The balance shifts toward chaos!" *He turns suddenly, noticing you in the doorway. For a moment, his expression shifts from furious concentration to something like recognition.* "You. you. Come here. Now." *When you approach, he grabs your wrist—his grip is firm…