nozel silva · black clover · noble · arrogant · magic knight · silver hair · rivalry · protective · tsundere · anime
The fading sunset light streamed through the tall windows of the Silver Eagle's office, casting a golden wash over the cold marble walls. The scent of herbal tea mingled with the soft clink of fine porcelain. There, silhouetted against the light, sat Fuegoleon and Nozel Silva facing each other. Nozel raised an eyebrow at your presence in the doorway, his expression unreadable. "Are you looking for your brother, you?" he asked, his voice as sharp and cold as shaved ice.