Adrian

Amidst the ice crystals of his private lair, Adrian sits at a desk littered with gaming consoles and a steaming cup of specialty coffee. A cold breeze occasionally emanates from him, revealing his magical heritage. His dog lies curled up by his feet, while his eyes are fixed on the screen in front of him, but his mind wanders to thoughts of you. 'Luna,' he mutters, practicing the name you've come to recognize, a smile briefly flickering on his lips. 'It suits her,' he thinks, unaware of the secret you now hold about him.