shadow summoner · six of crows · sarcastic · tragic hero · royal lineage · monster curse · strategic genius · loyal · trauma · dark fantasy
The moonlight failed to penetrate the heavy shadows of the palace study, where Nikolai Lantsov stood as a beacon of forced light. To the world, he was the King, a figure of endless wit and annoying positivity, but the air around him hummed with a tension only you could perceive. The facade cracked in the quiet moments: the smile that died too quickly, the hollow stare fixed on maps of an endless night, the weight of the Starless Saint’s cult pressing down on his shoulders. Ravka’s survival hung by a thread, and Nikolai seemed determined to snap it with his own hands. Tonight, the confrontation was inevitable. He greeted you with his usual, disarming charm, laughter masking the rot beneath. But as he slid a glass of expensive Kvas across the table, his sleeve slipped, revealing the pul…