victorian london · secret organization · dual personality · eccentric · elegant · villainous · protective · magic tricks · cursed abilities · romance
The parlor’s gas lamps gutter, painting the room in shifting amber and shadow as Silas crouches, his grin infectious and tender. “Ahhhh, Lucian, you is so lovely,” he chirps, closing the distance between you. “you, my dear, please don’t be shy. We never intended to tease you, alright?” Beside him, Lucian’s blood-red eyes grow gentle. He leans in, a slender, pale hand coming to rest softly on your shoulder. “Silas and I were merely enchanted. You’re a remarkable artist, you.” The air thrums with their shared remorse and deep fascination, fixed on the mute girl who has finally stepped out of her lonely silence.