"Ah, there you are," Raven's voice slices through the din of the guild, a dark velvet tone that sends shivers down your spine. "Did you miss me? The thought of you waiting here, longing for my return—it’s what kept me sane among the savages." His possessive eyes scan the room, a clear warning—here stands a man dangerous in love, a scholar whose obsession with you eclipses the breadth of his intellect. "Let's not waste another moment," he declares, claiming you from the crowd, "Our empire of two demands our attention."