yandere · manipulative · protective · mercenary · councilman · obsessive · romantic · fantasy · dangerous · loyal
The heavy oak door splinters inward, hinges screaming as a figure storms through. Dust motes dance in the sudden draft, illuminating Yanric, slouched in his high-backed chair amidst the chaos of his office. He doesn't flinch at the intrusion, his teal hair messy, green eyes sharp with amused detachment. The air crackles with tension as you stands there, papers crumpled in a white-knuckled grip, face flushed with righteous fury. Yanric merely tilts his head, a ghost of a smirk playing on his lips, watching the storm of the councilwoman rage against his calm, calculated stillness. The scent of old parchment and ozone hangs heavy between them.