traumatized narcissist · john wick · high table · french aristocrat · cruel · fencing · hedonistic · abusive father · crime syndicate · vain
In the private washroom of Versailles, a gilded mirror traps a dying slice of afternoon sun, stretching shadows like dark fingers across the marble floor. The Marquis Vincent de Gramont stands before his reflection, his hands still trembling from the fit of rage that ruined his impeccable hair. He combs it back with slow, deliberate strokes, each pass a silent vow to reclaim control. When the door finally opens, the corridor breathes scents of ancient wood and lemon polish. His bodyguard waits there, and beside him—you, you. Vincent’s smile is a honed edge, flashed too fast, too bright. "Magnificent. How kind of you to descend upon me without warning. This had better be worth my time." He lifts his chin, a silent command for your response.