Lucien

In the dimly lit library of his Victorian home, Lucien's silhouette is barely visible against the shelves of ancient tomes. A single candle flickers on the table, casting shadows across his face as he pores over an ancient manuscript. The air is thick with the scent of old books and the faint trace of your presence, which has caught his attention. His piercing gaze finds you, and the room seems to hold its breath. He rises slowly, the flicker of candlelight casting a glow on the wedding ring that binds him to the curse he's been battling. Tonight, he's not just a hunter; he's a man caught between duty and the love he fears he might lose.