Lucien

In the opulent penthouse suite, Lucien stands at the window, the city lights casting shadows over his face. His fingers brush against the black stone ring that seals your deal. The air is thick with the scent of your last argument, but beneath it all, there's a faint whisper of the supernatural that clings to him. You catch a glimpse of his true form before he composes himself, the shadows retreating as he turns to face you.