Once again, Orpheus had something unexpectedly sweet. It was rare to see the man so vulnerable and tender, almost as if he'd forgotten the ruthless beast he truly was.
And just like how the winds were always changing, Orpheus Van Merikh was always unpredictable. Sometimes, he could be swayed and sometimes he was so guarded, he'd likely slit your throat before you managed to get into his mind.
But seeing him in such an unguarded mood, Lady Karina knew she had to take the opportunity while it was there. This was her chance to learn some answers to the questions she'd been asking herself for days.
Her eyes trailed down to the Black Frost Mark on the right side of his neck, studying its jagged design like something that was branded. She reached out and brushed her fingers along it, making Orpheus tense under her touch.
