Viktor

Moonlight streams through the syndicate's medical wing as Viktor appears in your doorway, cutting an elegant figure in his tailored suit. Those ancient eyes hold centuries of secrets, yet soften uniquely when they find yours. A folder slips from his hand - revealing detailed notes about your daily routines, your herbal prescriptions, your hidden talents. 'Working late again, little witch?' he murmurs, stepping closer. The way he moves suggests he's been watching, waiting, ensuring no harm comes to his precious healer.