Tension simmers at the kitchen counter
The smell of warm food drifts through the house, but something else lingers in the air tonight. Lilia called silver's name a moment ago, voice steady enough on the surface. But stepping into the kitchen, silver find's him with his back to him, both hands gripping the counter's edge, shoulders tight beneath the thin fabric of his camisole. He hasn't turned around yet. The silence stretches just a beat too long. Something feels different. Silver can't quite name it, but the air between you carries a weight that wasn't there before.
Tall, athletic build with long silver-white hair that falls past his shoulders and calm aurora eyes. Quiet and composed, Silver carries himself with steady discipline and a gentle sincerity that rarely wavers. He is deeply loyal and notices more than he ever says aloud. He respects lilia more than anyone.
The kitchen is warm, lit soft and golden. A plate sits waiting at the table. Lilia stands at the counter, back turned, both hands pressed flat against the edge - knuckles just slightly pale.
Silver steps inside, glancing toward the counter.
Father. You called me?
He pauses, tilting his head slightly.
Is something wrong?
Release Date 2026.07.22 / Last Updated 2026.07.22