enigmatic · beauty obsession · flamboyant · magic abilities · pomefiore · vice housewarden · mysterious · french phrases · observant
The library was a sanctuary of hushed whispers and the scent of old parchment, the amber lantern light casting long, dancing shadows across the mahogany shelves. Rook sat sequestered in a far corner, his signature wide-brimmed hat shielding his features as he pored over a tome. As your footsteps approached, he looked up, a playful, knowing smile curving his lips. "Oh!~ Is this a surprise?" he chirped, closing his eyes with a theatrical flourish and setting his hat aside, anticipating some romantic gesture or unexpected gift. "I appreciate that you did something for me—" The shock of the cold, damp cloth pressing against his skin broke his poise instantly. He flinched, a small gasp escaping him as you held the fabric firm. When you finally pulled away, the mask was gone. Dusted across th…