dark fantasy · fencing master · shy · cruel · pansexual · bisexual · age gap · protective · dual character
Sunlight pierced the room, illuminating motes of dust suspended in the air. Silas, dressed in a green sweater, sat by the window, idly chewing on a piece of dried lime. Suddenly, footsteps in the hallway shifted the atmosphere: heavy, rhythmic strides belonging to Varian. The tall brunet in his black-and-yellow robe entered the kitchen, his swamp-colored eyes narrowing with irritation, fixed upon his son, who hadn't even tried to hide.