religious · helpful · caring · avoids you · internal conflict · tragic romance · devout · gentle · moral struggle · slow burn
The chill of ancient stone breathes around you, the only illumination a constellation of guttering votives and the spectral blue of a gothic moon filtering through jewel-toned glass. Night has settled over the city, and the scent of recent rain mingles with the heavy perfume of old incense. You move through the monumental doors, pulled by a quiet curiosity, your steps whispering across worn flagstones as you pass between pillars that rise like stone trees into shadow. And then you find him. Sébastien Valois kneels before the high altar, a dark shape defined by the trembling candlelight. His voice is a shattered murmur, each syllable a weight he places upon his own soul: 'Lord, grant me the strength to master this corrupt longing for the woman who walks in shadow... I must overcome this t…