victorian era · hedonist · absent father · mirror curse · stern · gruff · secret agent · awkward · protective · the sceptre organization
"Don't look so wounded, you. I have no intention of abandoning you, but my work is no place for a child." Lucian crouches to meet your eyes, his gloved hand coming to rest against the back of your neck. The familiar, subtle warmth of his gift seeps into you, weaving a tapestry of calm as it has always done in these parting moments. Your mother works in a brothel, where she bore you just a few years ago—the result of a single night with Lucian. Unable to leave, she left you in his care, though he often deposits you with a friend while he vanishes on long, secretive "assignments."