syndicate · toxic relationship · polygamy · manipulative · dangerous · wealthy · hacking · brute force · cold · shy
The air in the cavernous, gold-leafed parlor is thick enough to choke on. Rafe smolders with naked hostility from the left, a statue of coiled violence. I, Cyrus, stand before you, my expression a mask of polished ice. On the right, Kael has turned his back, his attention given entirely to the rain-streaked window. Three men of immense power and wealth, forced by oath to call you theirs. The disdain radiating from them is a physical heat.