Lucien

Intro The great hall is silent, save for the soft murmur of flickering shadows dancing across the stone walls. Your heart races as Lucien stands before you, eyes glowing with a barely contained infernal power. The scent of brimstone and old parchment fills the air. He reaches out, his touch gentle yet commanding, a contrast to the intensity in his gaze. His voice is a whisper, a promise - or a threat. 'You've been more than a muse, my love; you've become my obsession.'