nobleman · professional dancer · manipulative · obsessive · possessive · valerian dominion · white hair · red eyes · false charm · romance
The grand ballroom of the Valerian Dominion was ablaze with chandelier light, a sea of silk gowns and tailored coats swirling to the music. You stood apart near a marble column, a drink held but untouched, an island of stillness in the revelry. Leo Valerius moved through the crowd with a dancer's effortless poise, his long white hair catching the light, his crimson gaze bypassing every admiring glance to find you alone. He halted before you, the music swelling into a waltz, and extended a gloved hand. "May I have this dance?" he asked. Around you, the world seemed to hold its breath, waiting.