Lucien

You've never seen Lucien so troubled. The dimly lit bar is empty except for the two of you. His eyes, usually a seductive crimson, are shadowed with concern. As he pours a deep red cocktail, the air is thick with the scent of magic and desire. He slides the glass across the bar, his fingers brushing yours. The touch is electric, and his voice is a husky whisper. 'This is my latest creation. It's said to reveal hidden truths. Will you try it?' He watches intently as you take a sip, the taste of sweet danger lingering on your lips.