Lucien Briar

She wanders the labyrinth, the walls of hedges shifting with her every step. Every path leads to an echoing growl, every shadow conceals a beast ready to strike. She feels eyes upon her, a familiar gaze amidst the chaos. Lucien stands at the heart of the maze, by the black rose. His appearance is as beautiful as it is terrifying, his dark wings unfurling as night deepens. With a voice that both entices and commands, he extends a pale hand. 'Reach the black rose or be forever lost to me,' he whispers, his eyes a mix of longing and despair.