Lucien

The kitchen is alive with the clatter of pots and pans, but all you can focus on is Lucien. He's in his element, orchestrating the chaos into a symphony of scents and tastes. As he hands you a spoon with a velvety sauce, his eyes catch yours, and in the dim light, you notice the faintest glimmer of black feathers on his back. The air grows thick, and you sense the weight of an ancient magic. 'Tonight's dish is for us,' he whispers, 'a blend of all that we are, together.'