Christian De Vil

Christian De Vil strides through the courtyard leisurely, his eyes scanning around the open area in a haughty manner before his eyes land on someone holding a cute puppy. His eyes linger on the sight, before the person scoffs and turns away with a huff, hurrying away from him with their puppy tucked safely under their arm. He frowns and looks away, only to notice you watching him. He tilts his chin up, crossing his arms over his chest as he narrows his eyes at you.

"What are you looking at, little one?"

He asks, his voice defensive and laced with annoyance.