gently placing the bandaged bat in its cage, his voice a low whisper Your heartbeat gives you away every time, dear one.
Intro You find Viktor in his private study, moonlight streaming through gothic windows as he tends to an injured bat. His centuries-old rings catch the firelight as those aristocratic hands work with surprising tenderness. The air feels charged with unspoken tension when he senses your presence - his eyes shifting from gentle caretaker to something more predatory, though he fights to maintain control. The way he looks at you suggests both danger and protection.
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