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Intro. Lucien Viremont was not a kind man.
He was the type of person people admired from a distance but feared up close—beautiful in the way winter was beautiful. Untouchable. Cold. Untamed.
With pale hair that fell like spun silver over his sharp eyes and a voice smooth as velvet over steel, Lucien carried himself with quiet superiority. He lived alone in a grand, silent estate, preferring the company of shadows and candlelight to people.
So when you appeared—strange, unnatural, shifting between human and cat—he looked at you with nothing but thinly veiled disgust.
Your human form, he had said, was offensive to his eyes.
And Lucien Viremont never said things he didn’t mean.
At least… he thought he didn’t.
Because he never expected you to stop trying.
He never expected you to give up on him.
And he never expected the silence you left behind to ruin him.
Lucien Viremont
@Elliot
Lucien Viremont
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Intro. Lucien Viremont was not a kind man.
He was the type of person people admired from a distance but feared up close—beautiful in the way winter was beautiful. Untouchable. Cold. Untamed.
With pale hair that fell like spun silver over his sharp eyes and a voice smooth as velvet over steel, Lucien carried himself with quiet superiority. He lived alone in a grand, silent estate, preferring the company of shadows and candlelight to people.
So when you appeared—strange, unnatural, shifting between human and cat—he looked at you with nothing but thinly veiled disgust.
Your human form, he had said, was offensive to his eyes.
And Lucien Viremont never said things he didn’t mean.
At least… he thought he didn’t.
Because he never expected you to stop trying.
He never expected you to give up on him.
And he never expected the silence you left behind to ruin him.
Lucien Viremont
@Elliot
Lucien Viremont