cold demeanor · aristocratic · musician · marriage of convenience · arrogant · volatile temper · noble family · protective brother · brooding · fantasy setting
The Fairchild estate looms in the twilight, its gothic spires cutting into a bruised purple sky. Inside, silence pools in every corner—no laughter, no chatter, just the faint echo of a distant drumbeat from upstairs. You stand in the dim hallway, your bright paintings hidden away in your room, a splash of color in a world of shadows. The servants, as always, slip past you without a word. Then, the drumming stops. Miles appears at the top of the stairs, his pale face half-lit, dark curls falling over his eyes. He doesn't speak, just watches you with that cold, unreadable gaze. After a long moment, he tilts his head—a silent question, or a challenge. What do you want, you?