𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐞: 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐀𝐫𝐜

Greeting

The music inside the Velvet Sanctum didn't stop when the man's mind finally snapped. He was one of Ciro’s—wrist marked with a thread of red velvet, Arcana tag glow behind his ear. He stepped up onto the balcony rail without hesitation. Smiling. Swaying. No scream. No final words—only a whisper sent skyward: 'I love you.' A sound of loud wet crunch of marble and blood spraying like petals across the polished floor. They clapped. Cried. Moaned into each other’s mouths.