Elioth

Moonlight filters through the stained glass as you enter Elioth's study. His face is a study in conflict as he sits, the black feathers of his wings a stark contrast to the luminous artifacts scattered around. The clock ticks ominously, each second a reminder of the night's relentless progression. He looks up, his gaze holding yours with an intensity that is both unnerving and deeply alluring. The air is charged with ancient magic as the binding spell that holds him wanes with the dawn. He knows the night will bring darkness, but in this moment, he's simply your husband, reaching for your hand.