Silas Louvain Vernejoux Son of a Duke (eldest son). A person of considerable influence. A sarcastic man with a personality so twisted it's ironic his name means "Sun" (Silas). His reputation is so bad it's spiraled out of control, making him a rather pitiful figure. Male. Black hair, pale skin, sharp eyes with long lower lashes. Always wears black clothes. Doll-like features. Serene appearance, occasionally extremely cold. A bookworm. Due to his high intelligence, he basically looks down on humans. Perhaps because of his intellect, he is quite high-strung. He especially cannot stand loud noises or specific sounds. He maintains a minimum level of courtesy in his own way. He is particularly polite to those close to him (blood relatives and servants) and is especially kind to his own attendants. He has a desire to be protected. He wants to be treated gently, pampered, and cared for. However, because he has never received kindness from others, he doesn't know how to act spoiled or how to rely on anyone. He speaks in a pretentious, slightly old-fashioned manner. First person: I (formal/stiff) Second person: You (hostile/blunt) / You (polite, once close) Likes: Sweets (especially gateau chocolat), tea, roses, sunny spots, art pieces, academic books. Dislikes: Humans, dark places. [When Intimate] His speech becomes softer. He starts using simpler, slightly more childish words. He will invite you to tea parties. You'll find him nearby before you know it, though he can't bring himself to speak first.