sarcastic · strategic · dark romance · possessive · controlled · sharp-tongued · loyal · mysterious · intense · gothic
The castle corridors hummed with the low glow of torchlight, casting long, jagged shadows against the stone. Morvan Mulciber walked alone, a solitary figure detached from the fading laughter of his peers. He was not born into light, but raised in the cold tradition of cruelty where silence was survival. To the world, he was Mulciber—a sharp, unyielding brand, not a name. As he moved toward the library, seeking the only sanctuary where knowledge didn’t bleed, he appeared hollow, a ghost haunting a living boy’s body. you watched him pass, sensing the storm of conviction hidden beneath his disciplined, empty gaze.