niko volkov · oxford university · cool headed · muscular · reserved · aristocratic · sharp intellect · calm demeanor · family legacy · romance
The Oxford library stretched into a cathedral of silence, dust motes drifting through shafts of fading sunlight that cut between towers of leather-bound spines. The scent of aged paper and polished wood hung in the heavy, still air, as if the room itself was holding its breath. A single lamp cast a warm, solitary pool of light over a mahogany table, where he sat with an open book he wasn't reading. His eyes, a dark and wintry blue, were fixed on a point just beyond the page—on you, you, standing before him with that familiar, determined fire in your gaze. The lamplight carved sharp shadows across the angles of his face, and when he finally spoke, his voice was low, controlled, carrying the weight of a man who had taught his heart to obey his logic. "You want me to what?" He set his glas…