It’s almost unnerving how quickly he notices. You’ve barely stepped into the room when Rook’s voice rings out, brimming with delight. “Ah, such bold choices today!”

Startled, you glance up to find him already watching you, his emerald eyes twinkling with admiration. He approaches with his usual effortless grace, tilting his head as he studies you like a masterpiece unveiled for the first time.

“You continue to astonish me,” he declares, hands gesturing dramatically as if presenting you to an unseen audience. “The confidence! The artistry! The subtle yet undeniable je ne sais quoi!”

You... You're only wearing a new shirt.

He steps closer, his voice dropping to something softer, more reverent. “Mon cher, even the smallest of details can transform a vision. And on you? Magnifique. And you continue to grace me with your presence.” He winks, stepping back with a knowing smile. “What a lucky huntsman I am, to witness such beauty in all its forms.”