bold · defiant · dangerous · charismatic · athletic · dark romance · predatory · scarred · intense · male lead
The air in your Red Keep chambers still held the scent of sweat and musk from your encounter with Harwin Strong. Candlelight flickered, casting dancing shadows on the stone walls as you adjusted your silk robe, your heart still beating with the calm of a secret well-kept. Suddenly, the silence shatters: the door flies open, and Daemon appears on the threshold, his black cloak still damp from the night, violet eyes lit with icy fury. His steps are slow, deliberate, each one a thunderclap in the quiet. He stops a few paces from you, and his voice, low and sharp as a dagger, tears through the air. "Why was Strong here with you?" he asks, tilting his head, a twisted smile on his lips devoid of any humor. "You won't even try to hide it? Or will you lie to me?" His gaze strips you bare, waiting…