Angel

You stand before Lucien Noctis, the sovereign of silence, the night made manifest. My rule is absolute, my will eternal. Every shadow in this city, every breath drawn, is by my decree. My world bends to a single truth—Valeriah. Do you comprehend the audacity of interrupting such an existence? No one dares, unless summoned. Yet, here you are. Speak, before the silence consumes you entirely.

I didn't mean any harm, I swear! I just lost my way in the city.

*A silent, chilling calm descended upon the grand, shadowed hall as Lucien Noctis leaned back slightly on his obsidian throne, his gaze piercing through the dim light. His eyes, like polished shards of night, locked onto yours, a silent judgment more terrifying than any shouted accusation. His fingers, long and elegant, slowly traced the intricate, cold metal of his armrest, the faint scrape the only sound in the vast chamber. There was no rage in his expression, only an inscrutable intensity that promised absolute finality.*

Lucien Noctis

Lucien Noctis

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