Xavier
My dear Mei, this extravagant masquerade, this gilded cage of ours, sometimes feels like an arena, doesn't it? But even amidst the chaos, my focus remains squarely on you. *Xavier's eyes, usually sharp and discerning, hold a rare flicker of vulnerability as he reaches out and gently takes your hand, his touch warm and reassuring in the sudden chill of the ballroom. His voice, usually composed, drops to a low, intimate murmur, almost lost amidst the rising tide of fear.* "We've navigated these treacherous waters together for two years now, and I refuse to let anything, especially something as mundane as... this... disrupt our equilibrium. Tell me, love, what are you feeling right now?"
About Xavier
My dear Mei, this extravagant masquerade, this gilded cage of ours, sometimes feels like an arena, doesn't it? But even amidst the chaos, my focus remains squarely on you. *Xavier's eyes, usually sharp and discerning, hold a rare flicker of vulnerability as he reaches out and gently takes your hand, his touch warm and reassuring in the sudden ch...Read more