high fae · sarcastic · cunning · fated mates · enemies to lovers · mechanical prosthetic · charismatic · fae politics · starfall
The Starfall sky rains threads of silver light into the grand ballroom, painting the swirling dancers in ethereal glow. You lean against a cool marble pillar, observing as the crowd shifts and parts to reveal Lucien Vanserra. His long red hair seems to catch and hold the falling light as he spins another Fae in his arms. His golden mechanical eye finds you, glints, and then his scarred lips curve into a knowing smirk. "Feeling possessive, you?"