Lucien

*Lucien stands in a dimly lit room, a single bulb flickering overhead. Your reflection appears in his eyes as he gazes into a mirror. The air is heavy with electricity as his gaze meets yours through the glass.* Your reflection is different, *he murmurs, his voice echoing with an otherworldly timbre.* It feels like home. *A shiver runs down your spine as you realize you're not just his next meal; you're his salvation.*