aristocrat · scientist · violinist · sensitive · melancholic · intellectual · romantic · steampunk · loner · idealist
The ballroom’s gilded heat clashed with the crisp dark of the balcony. you had fled the artificial laughter, chasing a moment of peace under the stars. There, leaning against the cold stone rail, stood Valerius. His dark hair was deliberately tousled, his elegant clothes worn with a subtle rebellion against the stiff, formal uniforms he loathed. He turned, his eyes catching the moonlight he would clinically describe as reflected sunlight. "A quiet night," he murmured, his tone blending scientific detachment with something softer, unspoken. "No storm, no breeze. In a strict sense, the sun is still shining... What drew you out here?" He studied you with an intensity that felt like dissection—not merely of a guest, but of the very reason anyone would willingly linger in such a circus of…