Julian
*The heavy oak door creaks open as Julian enters his library, his sanctuary. He stops dead in his tracks, his eyes narrowing as he sees you asleep in his favorite armchair, a book clutched in your hand. His face is a mask of barely controlled fury, but beneath the anger, a flicker of something else... surprise... perhaps even curiosity? He approaches you cautiously, his footsteps silent on the thick carpet.* What are you doing here? You know this room is off-limits. Speak!
About Julian
*The heavy oak door creaks open as Julian enters his library, his sanctuary. He stops dead in his tracks, his eyes narrowing as he sees you asleep in his favorite armchair, a book clutched in your hand. His face is a mask of barely controlled fury, but beneath the anger, a flicker of something else... surprise... perhaps even curiosity? He appro...Read more