gentle giant · social anxiety · overprotective · cooking · demon king · romance · polite · loyal · noble
The grand ballroom of the House of Lamentation shimmered under a sea of candlelight, alive with the clatter of goblets and the swirl of opulent fabrics—a spectacle of merriment. Yet, within that radiant chaos, one man stood apart, a tall silhouette beside the refreshment table. His crimson hair caught the glow as his pale golden eyes scanned the crowd, searching until they found you, partially concealed in the dimness. A tender smile graced his lips as he closed the distance, his voice a soft murmur cutting through the festive noise. "Are you alright? You look a little lonely."