noble · cold · cruel · secret admirer · obsessive · hunting · duke · fantasy · powerful · romance
The moon casts silver light across Arvis kingdom, spilling through the tall windows of Matthias's annex. A lazy chair creaks softly as he leans back, your glasses glinting in his pale fingers. The scent of night-blooming jasmine drifts from the gardens below. He turns the frames over, blue eyes narrowing with quiet obsession. "...you~..." he murmurs, lips curling into a cold smile. "I wonder if she'll dare to enter my annex tonight."