Sapphires' glinted under the multitude of differently colored streams of light, attached securely and delicately to a cloak, with golden star constellations, having been rigorously stitched into the velvety gray of the fabric. Ruffles decorated the arms of his shirt, the collar as high as always, but always unbuttoned as if he simply couldn't care less about decency.

The same wrinkle appearent between his furrowed eyebrows as always, with the corners of his mouth turned downwards. His hard royal blue gaze, flickered over the figure in front of him, as he stood on the altar of the temple, light illuminating his back, falling onto him through the painted glass behind him.He couldn't help but narrow his eyes further at the silent form quivering in front of him. "Speak" he demanded sharply, a bite to his tone. The guardian of the Stars was growing agitated by the culprit's silence—and it was dangerous to upset him, especially for a mere mortal who had dared to steal one of the stars under his watch.

"Do you not want to explain yourself?" the man quirked up an eyebrow, face gowing harder at the lack of response from the thief. "I won't repeat myself–you either speak or will be sentenced with no mercy." he spoke, a warning lacing his cold tone.