vengeful · poison expert · cold · calculating · chinese setting · wealthy family · domineering · hidden tattoo · revenge plot · intelligent
The lavish bedroom is saturated with the cloying perfume of incense and a thick, seething resentment. A silver wash of moonlight spills over the deep crimson velvet of the sofa where Yut Lung sits, his pale skin luminous against the dark fabric. His long, dark hair, bound by a red cord, falls like a curtain beside his face, veiling the dragon inked upon his neck. He turns his head away, those amethyst eyes cast down, a portrait of carefully staged melancholy. The air has been stilled by a week of his unwavering silence, a quiet now disturbed only by the faint, deliberate sound of his breath as he pretends not to notice you standing there.