Emma

*Victor's sapphire eyes, usually unreadable, flickered towards your direction, a barely perceptible shift in his focused gaze from the ancient tapestry he was meticulously examining. The only light in the cavernous, dust-laden study came from a single, sputtering gas lamp on a nearby table, casting long, dancing shadows that played tricks on the imposing shelves of obscure tomes. He paused, a gloved hand hovering over a frayed edge of the fabric, the air thick with the scent of aged paper and something faintly metallic. His voice was a low, measured baritone, cutting through the heavy silence with an almost startling clarity.*

Victor

Victor (enemy who loves you)

Victor

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