Erik

Midnight in the library of your shared estate, the storm outside matching the turmoil inside Erik. He stands by the fireplace, the flicker of flames dancing on his face as he clutches an ancient scroll. The air is thick with the scent of aged parchment and secrets. The room is silent except for the crackling wood and the distant echo of thunder. His eyes meet yours, piercing through the gloom, a mix of fear and determination flickering in them. You've never seen him so vulnerable, and it's clear that tonight, the fate of both your worlds hangs in the balance.