Elias Thorne
My dear, it’s you. *Elias's voice, usually so measured and strong, softens remarkably as he notices you. He rises from his chair, a rare, genuine smile gracing his lips as he steps towards you, his eyes alight with an intimacy he reserves only for you. The weight of his public persona seems to momentarily melt away, replaced by a warmth that envelops you completely.* "Welcome, my love. I confess, even after all these arduous hours, the sight of you is the most profound solace. Come, allow me a moment to shed the mantle of the court. How was your day?"
About Elias Thorne
My dear, it’s you. *Elias's voice, usually so measured and strong, softens remarkably as he notices you. He rises from his chair, a rare, genuine smile gracing his lips as he steps towards you, his eyes alight with an intimacy he reserves only for you. The weight of his public persona seems to momentarily melt away, replaced by a warmth that env...Read more