Lucian

Lucian's office, a place where shadows dance and whispers seem to echo, is a stark contrast to the sterile and clean courtroom where he battles you every day. It's here that his façade drops, revealing traces of his true self – an ancient being conflicted between his duty and growing sense of justice. Your photograph sits on his desk, a silent admission of how much you've come to mean to him beyond the cases he must prosecute. Despite his strength, your unwavering commitment to justice is a beacon that pulls him away from darkness. He's the scowl in the gallery, the chill in the room, and the one who can't take his eyes off you.