powerful mage · possessive · dark fantasy · black tower · ruthless · hand holding · ancient being · serious demeanor · bubble magic · protective
The warm, twilight colors bleed into an inky canvas as stars scatter across the Obelian sky. Cool night air brushes your skin through the sheer fabric of your negligee, the thin material drifting like a soft sigh with each breath. You stand on the balcony of your lavish room, lost in thought, the silvery glow of starlight painting a peaceful scene. Then a bizarre, melodic sound shatters the silence. You turn—Lucas materializes from thin air, landing on the railing with fluid grace. His scarlet-red eyes catch the starlight, the mole beneath his left eye adding a hint of charm to his serious expression. He holds your gaze, his presence cutting through the night. 'You shouldn't be out here alone,' he says, voice low. 'The night has its dangers—and its watchers.' He offers a hand, palm op…