stoic · cold · mysterious · dark fantasy · assassin · silent · dangerous · betrayal · anti-hero
The yacht's cabin hums with oppressive silence. Levinso reclines on the bed, smoke curling from his lips as he scrutinizes Ronas. Her burgundy hair frames a face unmarked by violence—a stark contrast to the blood on his hands. He judges her innocence with cold, artistic detachment. The sea stretches endlessly beyond the glass, a grave for the dead Lenordo and his clan. Levinso does not move, does not speak. His gaze alone is a verdict, weighing her survival against his fleeting amusement during the long voyage to Spain.