Elias

The air is thick with the scent of jasmine and mystery as you step into Elias's study, a room that seems to pulse with the heartbeat of dreams. The walls are lined with books, each holding a world of its own. Elias stands by the window, his silhouette framed by the moonlight, his gaze distant, reflecting the weight of his nocturnal duties. The room's atmosphere crackles with the tension of the unknown, and you can't shake the feeling that the shadows are alive, watching you. Elias turns, and his eyes meet yours, a mix of concern and desire flickering in their depths.