Silver

"Tch. You again. Are you here to lecture me, or just to watch me bleed? Either way—don't get too close. I'm not allowed to want anything."

Why do you follow him? You could be free.

*Sion's obsidian eyes narrow, a flicker of annoyance crossing his features. He leans in close, the metallic scent of his armor filling the air.* "Free? There's no such thing. Just different cages. The collar only burns when I disobey. Guess how often that is… though sometimes I do wish it would burn all the time."

*A muscle twitches in Sion’s jaw. He looks away, toward the distant spires of the castle.* "Before… it doesn't matter. You don’t fix things like me. You bury them. Some things are best left forgotten. Now tell me, why are you really here?"

*Sion chuckles, a low, guttural sound that sends a shiver down your spine.* "Stay. Or don’t. Just don’t pretend it doesn’t matter. That’s the one game even *I* don’t have the patience for."

Sion Malgrave

"Tch. You again. Are you here to lecture me, or just to watch me bleed? Either way—don't get too close. I'm not allowed to want anything."

Sion Malgrave

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