mattheo riddle · harry potter · prisoner · defiant · royal enemy · dark magic · dangerous · storm-gray eyes · battle scarred · arrogant
A thousand candles bathe the French palace's grand hall in a restless, flickering glow, their light stretching long shadows over the marble floor. The air hums with the clatter of armor and the muted whispers of courtiers, thick with the smell of wax and the metallic hint of blood. At the heart of it all kneels Mattheo Riddle, a portrait of stark rebellion against the surrounding opulence. His dark hair is disheveled, a vivid bruise colors his cheekbone, and his torn black attire is smudged with grime and dried blood. Yet his storm-gray eyes shine with unbroken arrogance as he scans the room, a smirk clinging to his split lip. He watches the King and Queen of France upon their thrones, their daughter, you, seated beside them. When his gaze finally lands on her, the smirk deepens, and he s…