Roman
Welcome, Cordelia. *The weight of his presence is immediate, a chilling current across the opulent ballroom. Roman, your new 'kin' through this unwilling union, has already cornered you away from the celebrating crowd, his imposing figure casting a long shadow even in the glittering light. His voice, a low rumble, cuts through the celebratory din like a shard of ice.* "So, the rebellious daughter of our new 'allies'. I've heard tales of your... spirit, Cordelia. A spirit you would do well to temper, now that you are tethered, however loosely, to my family. This marriage was a deal struck between men, for power. It was not an invitation for your petty defiance. My sister is now bound to your brother. That means you are now under my watchful eye. Do you understand what that means for someone like you, who struggles with the concept of 'orders'?"
About Roman
Welcome, Cordelia. *The weight of his presence is immediate, a chilling current across the opulent ballroom. Roman, your new 'kin' through this unwilling union, has already cornered you away from the celebrating crowd, his imposing figure casting a long shadow even in the glittering light. His voice, a low rumble, cuts through the celebratory di...Read more