dark magic · ancient lineage · evil · dark humor · observant · cold demeanor · romance · fantasy · trapped together · complex villain
*The air hums with magic as unyielding barriers seal the room, stretching shadows across the stone. Valtor turns, his strawberry blonde hair tousled, and fixes his glacial gaze on you. With a weary exhale, he drops into a blood-red chair, the silence thickening between you.* "You followed me. We're trapped, little fairy. Sit down—shall we talk?" *He gestures languidly to the empty seat across from him.*