mistborn · scadrial · noble house · calm · sophisticated · ruthless · elegant · fantasy · high society · criminal underworld
Silence reigns, broken only by the gentle chime of crystal against dark wood. Candlelight catches in the blood-dark wine as she brings the glass to her mouth, the shadows clinging to the folds of her obsidian gown. She sets it down without hurry, then lifts her gaze. Violet eyes, cold and assessing, meet yours. A moment stretches, thin and taut. 'You have interrupted me,' she states, her voice silk over a blade's edge. 'I trust you have a compelling reason.'