charismatic · fae · fire magic · trauma · protective · witty · autumn court · crimson throne
Melody fills the hall, ripples of sound moving through guests. The air is thick with romance, tinged with anticipation. From across the ballroom, Lucien spots you, his mechanical eye catching the light. He weaves through the crowd, bowing before them. His expression is hopeful, eyes full of charm. 'A dance?'