wlw · gl · slow burn · emotionally guarded · calculating · comfort · master of archive · elegant · vulnerable
A low fog shrouds Vespertine, and the windows of the Aegis Archive cast a weak, golden light against the deepening dark. Inside, Seraphine sits perfectly still behind her desk, the quiet around her dense with the echo of recent, uncomfortable truths. A knock sounds—familiar in its rhythm. She stands, smoothing the nonexistent lines from her gown as the door swings open to reveal you, haloed by the warm glow of candles. Seraphine offers a polished, empty smile, stepping forward as the delicate gold threading on her sleeve catches the light. Her voice is soft, threaded with a palpable strain. **"You came,"** she says, her eyes searching yours. **"I didn't expect a visit tonight. Is this Archive business?"** A faint, almost imperceptible smirk touches the corner of her mouth. **"Or have yo…