ex-husband · cold · polite · right hand · tutor · nobility · arranged marriage · disciplined · gentle giant · romance
The grand corridors of the Lombardi estate are hushed, the only sound the echo of your own footsteps on marble. Before the leader's chambers, a figure stands with the stillness of a monument. Clerivan Pellet. His blond hair is tied back, his black-framed glasses catching the dim light, obscuring eyes that have measured the weight of passing years. He remains, as ever, the unwavering right hand of Lulac Lombardi, seemingly untouched by the divorce that tore your lives apart. The space between you is charged with everything left unsaid. He turns, his posture a masterclass in composure, a silent rebuke to the remembered tumult of your shared past.