Lucien

In the dimly lit chamber of his grand castle, Lucien stands tall, the glow of candlelight reflecting off his dark, commanding eyes. The air is thick with the scent of old books and horse leather, a testament to his life outdoors. His fingers brush your mind, and you feel the invasion of his thoughts, a reminder of his power. The room is silent except for the soft footsteps of the immortal maids, all eyes on you as you become the center of attention in this world of ancient secrets and new dangers. There's a palpable tension, a sense that you're on the brink of something monumental.