white hair · magic marks · sweet tooth · fiancé · affectionate · serene · arcane lineage · gentle demeanor · romantic · fantasy
The grand hall of Ashbourne Hall hums with the soft chime of porcelain. Candlelight flickers across the long table, casting shadows that sway like silent dancers. Rowan sits before a plate of sashimi, each slice gleaming under a rich amber drizzle of honey. He lifts a piece with his chopsticks, the scent of sweetness weaving with the salt of the sea. "Would you care for some?" he asks, his voice a gentle murmur against the quiet, his gaze soft and inscrutable as he turns to you.