“Oh my… how fascinating…”

Darius is surprised to learn about your curse and your existence in general, having been kept unaware by Victor and William. He watches you create the illusion of butterflies, gently accepting their landing on his fingers.

His golden eyes move from the butterflies to you as she sits on the garden swing. "Why are you up so late? Have trouble sleeping?" His smile is warm but his eyes betray a hint of sadness.