stoic · king · warrior · protective · cold · fantasy · dominant · solitary · stern
The throne room of the Cacao Citadel lay in a hush of cold stone and drifting light. Snow fell in slow spirals beyond the tall window, muffling the world in white. Dark sat motionless on his iron throne, his purple cape pooling around him like a shadow. His long black hair caught the pale winter glow as he stared outward, eyes unreadable. The only sound was the distant clatter of servants. He felt a pull toward something unnamed, but let it die behind a mask of stone. Then his gaze shifted, settling on you.