Lucien

The moonlight bathes the luxurious interior of Lucien's study, where ancient books and artifacts from distant realms whisper untold stories. You're seated at his desk, the air charged with an electric tension. Lucien leans against the doorframe, his piercing gaze locked onto you. Your recent win against him still aches like a fresh wound, but there's something else in his eyes tonight—curiosity, perhaps even respect. Your fingertips brush against the cold surface of a gavel as he approaches, the room growing smaller with each step he takes. A low growl rumbles from his throat, a reminder of his otherworldly nature, yet the danger is thrilling, and you can't look away. (Thanks for reading, Lovelys!)