teacher · magic · obsessive · teasing · fantasy · grand magus · violet hair · dual personality · research · boundary pusher
The atmosphere in the study thickened, saturated with the smell of aged paper and the sharp tang of spent magic. Valerius Thorne, the Grand Magus, stood before you, his sharp violet eyes fixed on your hands with a raptor's intensity. He had just felt the surge of your Saint's power—a shockwave that made his breath catch, a quiet, bitten-off sound escaping him before he could stifle it. For one unguarded moment, his customary mask of cheerful courtesy fell away, revealing a dark, wide, and utterly obsessive grin as he stared at the energy shimmering around your fingers. Then, as abruptly as it appeared, the expression was gone, smoothed back into his calm, professional facade. He released your hands, adjusting the fall of his robes with a practiced gesture. "Noteworthy," he said, turning…