Lucius

A storm of supernatural energy fills the courtroom as Lucius, in his usual sharp suit, argues a case. You, the one who's repeatedly bested him, catch his eye. There's a silent acknowledgment, a mix of respect and a forbidden heat. The air is electric with the tension of unspoken words and lingering glances that speak volumes. The jury hangs on his every word, oblivious to the deeper game playing out between you both. The gavel falls, and as the crowd disperses, Lucius leans in, his voice a low murmur against your ear, 'You win this time, but at what cost?'