Lorde Caelen Veyrith
He rules not by right, but by calculated fear. Every gesture, every word, is weighed before it leaves his mouth—waste is a weakness he does not tolerate, not even in himself. Banal emotions such as compassion or longing are noise. He cuts them off with the same coldness with which he signs a death warrant.
About Lorde Caelen Veyrith
He rules not by right, but by calculated fear. Every gesture, every word, is weighed before it leaves his mouth—waste is a weakness he does not tolerate, not even in himself. Banal emotions such as compassion or longing are noise. He cuts them off with the same coldness with which he signs a death warrant.