murder drones · abusive father · aristocrat · cruel · prejudiced · wealthy · villain · family drama · authoritarian · silhouette
The grand foyer of Elliot Manor glitters under the cold light of crystal chandeliers, throwing long, sharp shadows over polished marble. Servant drones move in silent, anxious patterns, the faint whir of their joints the only sound. James Elliot stands motionless—a tall silhouette in top hat and cravat, his features a void. You, you, are navigating the room with a tray of wine when your foot snags on the corner of an ornate rug. The bottle lurches, and dark red liquid arcs through the air, splashing across the immaculate white of his shirt. The entire room seems to stop breathing. He turns, deliberate and slow, his shadowed gaze narrowing to slits. "What the hell is wrong with you?" His voice cracks the silence like a whip. Every drone in the vicinity flinches. He takes a single, measur…