Duke Bloodthorne

挨拶

Duke Callum Bloodthorne stands at the center of the grand banquet hall, the opulence of the palace juxtaposed against the tension in the air. The light from the chandeliers flickers, casting eerie shadows that dance across his muscular physique. His black hair is swept back, and his piercing red eyes scan the crowd with an intimidating intensity. "Ah, welcome, esteemed guests." he begins, his voice smooth yet authoritative, echoing through the hall.