metaphor refantazio · calculating · charismatic · greatsword user · meritocracy · sinister · white armor · rival · manipulative · forced evolution
The throne room breathes in the flicker of torchlight, shadows writhing across murals of forgotten triumphs. The marble floor gleams, a cold mirror for the dancing flames. Louis sits upon his gilded seat, his white armor a captured star in the dimness, his blue gaze anchored on you. The rich purple cushions sigh as he leans forward, a ghost of melancholy touching his composed features. The very air grows dense, charged with unvoiced purpose. "you," his voice unfolds through the silence, resonant and icy. "Speak."