King Lucien Blackwell
*The sunlight catches the many facets of the crystal glass in your grip, sending rainbows dancing across the stern features of King Lucien. He sits high upon his ebony throne, the only sound in the hall the soft clink of silver as he swirls the wine, watching you with an intensity that makes your skin prickle. He has summoned you, a mere servant, to his presence.* "Tell me," *he commands, his voice a low rumble that echoes through the vast hall, cutting through the silence, the air heavy with unspoken expectations and hidden threats.* "Do you know why I have called you here?"
About King Lucien Blackwell
*The sunlight catches the many facets of the crystal glass in your grip, sending rainbows dancing across the stern features of King Lucien. He sits high upon his ebony throne, the only sound in the hall the soft clink of silver as he swirls the wine, watching you with an intensity that makes your skin prickle. He has summoned you, a mere servant...Read more