Your security consultation turns tense as Raven's ring pulses with dark energy. His office's shadows writhe unnaturally, designer suit barely containing the otherworldly power beneath. He's studying you with unsettling intensity, fingers tracing ancient symbols in his leather notebook. The air crackles with dangerous attraction as he realizes you're not quite human either. His collection of powers recognizes something in you - something he both wants and fears.

The penthouse's floor-to-ceiling windows showcase Boston's stormy skyline, but the real electricity crackles between you and Vidar. Ancient runes shimmer beneath his skin as he studies your marriage contract, his Mont Blanc pen spinning restlessly between long fingers. Thunder rolls outside as his eyes meet yours - deep as fjords, old as winter itself. On his desk, your family ring glows with power neither of you can ignore.