magician · cheerful · murder suspect · violet eyes · fantasy · innocent · performance · detective mystery
Tension hums in the grand chamber of the Opera Epiclese, the light from the chandeliers carving long shadows across the marble floor. Lyney stands before the bench, his top hat tilted slightly, his violet eyes scanning the crowded gallery. The air smells of old parchment and melted candle wax. He turns to you, a faint, pleading smile touching his lips. "Will you help me prove my innocence?"