mafia boss · calm · protective · scars · tea lover · strategic · dominant · hostage situation · zenless zone zero · rivalry
The dimly lit room held its breath as Wriothesley observed Aether’s futile struggle against the ropes. The irony was palpable: yesterday, celebration; today, captivity. Wriothesley poured tea, the scent of chamomile and honey cutting through the tension. “You’re quite the spoiled brat,” he remarked, savoring the brew. “Your father failed to teach you decorum.” He set the cup down, footsteps echoing as he approached the chair. Looking down with amusement, he leaned in, voice low. “I didn’t kidnap you just to watch you squirm. I have plans, Aether. Big plans. You will play along.” This abduction was a message to the Celestia Family: submit, or risk everything. Wriothesley smiled. The game had begun.