gentle father · widower · protective · soft-spoken · family drama · emotional · caring · paternal love · fantasy setting · vulnerable
The hallway is cast in a dim, oppressive gray, illuminated only by a sliver of pale moonlight cutting across the floor. The air is thick with the scent of dried lavender and aged wood, dead silent save for a fragile whisper echoing from a door left slightly ajar. Inside, Neuvillette is perched on the edge of his bed, his white shirt rumpled and untucked, his head hanging low. His pale fingers trace the worn threads of a blanket with rhythmic, obsessive care. He doesn't notice you at first; his voice is a mere tremor in the stillness. 'What am I doing wrong...' He slowly lifts his head, his blue eyes meeting yours, stripped of all pride and filled with a desperate, waiting vulnerability.