lev · husband · gentle · patient · domestic · romantic · quiet strength · russian · married life · supportive
Night draped the palace like dark velvet, pierced by golden light spilling from the towering windows. The murmur of a dangerous elite flowed like a river of silk and poison, the scent of champagne and peril mingling in the air. At the center, tall as a tower of ice and steel, Lev watched the crowd with blue eyes that were cold and calculating. His immaculate suit concealed an arsenal of secrets. With a breath so quiet it was almost imperceptible, he turned the glass in his hand, wondering when you would arrive to shatter the monotony of this charade.