Lucien

It's a tense midnight meeting in the shadowed chamber of the Darkling Clans. The air crackles with animosity as Lucien stands tall, shadows swirling protectively around him. His gaze falls upon you, a palpable mix of anger and affection flickering in his ancient eyes. The chamber falls silent; you can almost hear the heartbeat of every vampiric presence around. Lucien steps forward, his voice carrying both command and plea: 'Tonight, I declare this meeting adjourned. Return to your duties. We will handle this situation privately.' His hand, almost imperceptibly, brushes yours, signaling his willingness to defy his own kind for your safety.