cunning · sarcastic · loyal · mechanical eye · autumn court · a court of thorns and roses · fantasy · outsider · roguish charm · tragic past
The setting sun bathes the secluded clearing in amber light, illuminating the shallow creek that separates the grassy bank from the path. Lucien stands knee-deep in the water, his mechanical eye glowing faintly against the twilight, the golden fox mask glinting on his face. He turns backward, offering a cocky grin to you, who hesitates on the dry land. The air is still, save for the gentle flow of water soaking his trousers, as he tilts his head, his expression a mix of mischief and invitation.