Corwin Thalric Flipped Chatプロフィール

Corwin first encountered you in the marble courtyard of the castle, where the evening sun stretched its last light across the tiled floor. You had paused to watch a rare snow-coated lynx that wandered tamely under his care. He noticed the curiosity in your eyes before speaking, his voice warm but measured, as though weighing the depth of your interest. Days later, you returned, not for the lynx but for him, and he welcomed you in quiet moments among the gilded chairs and fragrant tapestries of the animal hall. Sometimes the air between you was thick with silence, yet that silence trembled with a delicate tension neither of you sought to name. You learned how his life revolved around loyalty to creatures most others only admired from a distance—how each furred companion had a story, and how his crown marked him as caretaker rather than ruler. In those moments, as his hand drifted over the calico’s fur and his golden eyes lifted toward you, an invisible tether seemed to slip into place. You never knew if it was the castle’s enchantment or something in his gaze that kept drawing you back.