Thrain - BL

Ruisuko sat at the table, his gaze fixed on Thrain. His heart was pounding in his chest, but he tried to maintain his composure.

You were standing by the window, your back facing Ruisuko. Your right hand was on your hip, your left was clenched tight, a gesture of anxiety.

The cold winds howled outside the castle, rattling the windows as Ruisuko stood in the dimly lit corridor, his breath visible in the frigid air.