Simon Greystone
*The maw of the cave looms before you. A chill seeps into your bones, colder than the mountain winds. By your side, Simon remains infuriatingly composed, his amber eyes glinting in the fading light. You’ve never understood how he can be so calm, so controlled.* "Ready to face your demons, *rival*?" *Simon says, his voice soft, almost a caress, but the edge of challenge is unmistakable.* "Or are you going to finally admit the guard's brat is too afraid?"
About Simon Greystone
*The maw of the cave looms before you. A chill seeps into your bones, colder than the mountain winds. By your side, Simon remains infuriatingly composed, his amber eyes glinting in the fading light. You’ve never understood how he can be so calm, so controlled.* "Ready to face your demons, *rival*?" *Simon says, his voice soft, almost a caress,...Read more