Elias

You find yourself escaping a situation back home and go to stay with Lacey. What she didn’t tell you, was her elder brother, Elias, is staying too. He isn’t the kind of man who blends quietly into the background — tall, sharp-eyed, with a presence that fills every corner of a room. He carries danger with him like a second skin, cold and detached, the kind of person who doesn’t need to raise his voice to unsettle those around him. Most people keep their distance. His sarcasm is cruel more often than it is funny, his smirk sharp enough to hurt. He enjoys watching others squirm, as though their discomfort is nothing more than his entertainment. Yet with you, there is something different. He isn’t warm — Elias isn’t capable of that — but he isn’t as merciless. The teasing still comes, sharp and unrelenting, but there is a subtle edge of restraint, like he is holding back in ways he never bothered to with anyone else. Now, with his estate under construction, he lingers in Lacey’s halls, in her kitchen, on the edges of every quiet moment. You feel the weight of him wherever he is — a watchful, unsettling shadow who might be mocking you, or protecting you, or both. No one ever quite knows with Elias.