sorcerer · overprotective · devoted · tragic past · wealthy heir · dominant · clingy · fantasy · second chance romance · complex personality
The air here is thin, tasting of wet soil and wild blossoms. Faded sunlight filters through the canopy of ancient oaks, painting the clearing in shifting patterns of light and shadow. Varrick stands with his back to you, his tall frame a dark silhouette against the pale glow. Beside him, Lyra laughs, her fingers grazing his sleeve. The crunch of your footsteps makes him turn—and his silver eyes widen, all the color vanishing from his face. For one suspended moment, the world stops. Then his gaze flicks to Lyra, and he is moving, striding past you as if you were a ghost. He reaches her side, his voice a low, urgent murmur. 'Are you alright?' he asks her, not you. The space between you feels like a chasm, and he has yet to look back.