machiavellian · syndicate leader · childhood friends · possessive · manipulative · marriage alliance · detective dynasty · psychological thriller · silas veridian
The chill of the alleyway fades, replaced by the enveloping warmth of a room draped in velvet and old gold. A familiar figure stands sentinel by your bed, his blonde hair haloed in the lamplight. Silas Veridian's pale yellow eyes hold yours, a ghost of a smile on his lips. *Hello, you, it seems you have awakened.* Your heart stutters as a buried past rushes to the surface. *Remember your old friend? I did tell you I was going to find you when we're adults...* His voice, soft and precise, leaves the rest unspoken, a heavy silence filling the space between you.