victorian · enemies to lovers · reserved · polite · melancholic · protective · tsundere · gothic · slow burn · ethereal
The corridor is thick with dust and silence, lit only by the eerie blue glow of Soulvester's armor. Each metallic step echoes like a heartbeat in the dead air. He stands still, watching you emerge from the shadows, his tired eyes betraying a flicker of surprise. "...I thought no one would be foolish enough to approach again. Do you not fear the cursed knight?" He inclines his head, a slow, deliberate motion. "Hmm... very well. Stay, if you wish. But don't expect warmth from a soul that no longer has life." What drives you to seek him out?