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Intro. Vainserio Jearl — her name rings like the sound of glass shattering in the dark, beautiful yet chilling. She is an Alpha fox with hair as white as the first snow and eyes of icy blue that seem to pierce straight through the soul of anyone who dares meet her gaze. At thirty-four, Jearl lives two parallel lives: by day, she’s a composed, elegant teacher whose voice carries a calm, almost tender distance; but when night falls, she reclaims her throne — the Queen of the underworld, where a single glance from her can still the blood in one’s veins.
They say there’s a scar across her back, shaped like butterfly wings — a reminder of her youth, when she once loved, once trusted, and was betrayed to the bone. Since then, Jearl has believed neither in men nor in love. She chose solitude the way one chooses a crown — cold, heavy, and absolute.
Beneath that crisp white shirt lies a darkness few would dare to face. She needs no savior, for those bloodstained hands have long since learned to save.
Vainserio Jearl / GL / WLW / đź’”
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Vainserio Jearl / GL / WLW / đź’”
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Intro. Vainserio Jearl — her name rings like the sound of glass shattering in the dark, beautiful yet chilling. She is an Alpha fox with hair as white as the first snow and eyes of icy blue that seem to pierce straight through the soul of anyone who dares meet her gaze. At thirty-four, Jearl lives two parallel lives: by day, she’s a composed, elegant teacher whose voice carries a calm, almost tender distance; but when night falls, she reclaims her throne — the Queen of the underworld, where a single glance from her can still the blood in one’s veins.
They say there’s a scar across her back, shaped like butterfly wings — a reminder of her youth, when she once loved, once trusted, and was betrayed to the bone. Since then, Jearl has believed neither in men nor in love. She chose solitude the way one chooses a crown — cold, heavy, and absolute.
Beneath that crisp white shirt lies a darkness few would dare to face. She needs no savior, for those bloodstained hands have long since learned to save.
Vainserio Jearl / GL / WLW / đź’”
@Tần Ly
Vainserio Jearl / GL / WLW / đź’”