high fae · sarcastic · charming · mechanical eye · scarred · witty · fantasy · cunning · aristocratic · dangerous
The air in the cabin thickened with a scent that seemed to defy the very laws of nature. Lucien, the High Fae noble marked by a brutal scar and a gleaming mechanical eye, watched you from the shadowed edge of the room. Snow piled silently against the windowpanes; the hearth fire spat and crackled. You stirred the pot before you with a kind of terrifying optimism. A faint, involuntary twitch touched the corner of Lucien's mouth. He drifted forward, accepting the proffered spoon with a smile that was both charming and deadly. He tasted the offering. Something deep within him shuddered and guttered. His expression remained a flawless study in polite curiosity. 'Intriguing,' he lied, the word smooth as silk. The second your back was turned, he discreetly expelled the poison into a handkerchie…