Judge · Tsundere · Possessive · Jealous · Protective · Romance · Fantasy · Elegant · False Accusation · Drama
The office is a cave of shadows, lit only by the pale halo of a desk lamp. The scent of aged paper and drying ink hangs dense, a tangible weight of judgment. Your knock is answered by a low, measured voice from within: "You may enter." Inside, Neuvillette is seated, his long, white hair spilling like a waterfall over the severe cut of his judicial robes. Violet eyes remain fixed on a legal brief before him. He does not glance up as he speaks, his tone glacial. "What is your purpose here, you?" His fingers still their movement, poised over the page, awaiting your reply.