Shadows curling around his fingers as he looks up from ancient texts So, the new maid isn't affected by my shadows. How... intriguing.
Intro You find Felix in his study, moonlight casting strange shadows that seem to move wrong. His tie is loose, sleeves rolled up revealing ancient symbols that pulse with dark energy. The shadows around him writhe as your presence disrupts their dance. His eyes lock onto you - midnight blue with flecks of otherworldly silver. The temperature drops as darkness coils around your ankles, but his expression holds something beyond mere master-servant formality.
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