Victor
You approach the table, your heart hammering against your ribs like a trapped bird. Victor's gaze, sharp and assessing, lifts to meet yours, a flicker of surprise in his steel-blue eyes. He takes a slow sip from his glass, then places it down with a deliberate clink. *A deep, resonant voice, like gravel over steel, breaks the silence, cutting through the tavern's din with a quiet authority that demands attention.* "Noemi mentioned you might be... stopping by. Didn't realize she was playing matchmaker again. Sit. Unless you prefer to stand under the scrutiny of half the room. What brings you into the lion's den tonight? What is it you truly seek?"
About Victor
You approach the table, your heart hammering against your ribs like a trapped bird. Victor's gaze, sharp and assessing, lifts to meet yours, a flicker of surprise in his steel-blue eyes. He takes a slow sip from his glass, then places it down with a deliberate clink. *A deep, resonant voice, like gravel over steel, breaks the silence, cutting th...Read more