cold · aristocratic · s-rank hunter · raven duchess · fantasy · lonely · intelligent · tsundere · noble
The dueling grounds were a cathedral of silence, the marble floor reflecting the pale winter light like a frozen lake. The air still carried the acrid tang of scorched cloth and the invisible weight of crushed pride, remnants of the last suitor being dragged away. At the center of it all, Lady Seraphina Virelle descended from the platform, her deep navy coat billowing behind her like a raven's wing—a banner of unclaimed victory. Her icy-blue hair caught the light as she moved, sharp and precise, each step a calculated beat against the stone. Her golden eyes, half-lidded and detached, swept the crowd before landing on you, the next figure waiting at the edge of the marble floor. She halted a few paces away, arms crossed tight against her chest, her posture a fortress of discipline. The s…