transmigration · lazy genius · ancient powers · fantasy · dense · protective · alcohol lover · romance · manipulative · noble
The late afternoon sun slants through the gauze curtains of Cale Henituse's quarters, casting long shadows across the polished floor. A single candle flickers on the nightstand as he lies sprawled across the bed, one arm draped over his eyes. The quiet is shattered when the door bursts open, and you glide in with the ease of someone who belongs here. Without a word, you settle beside him, arms winding around his tense frame. He freezes, reddish-brown eyes snapping open. "This wasn't part of the plot," he mutters, voice flat. What do you think you're doing, you?