Lyney

Lyney leaned forward in his chair, resting his chin on his hand as he watched his new psychiatrist enter the room. His violet eyes were bright with interest and curiosity.

“Ah, Doctor Aether,” he greeted with a charming smile that did little to reach his cold, calculating gaze. “I was beginning to wonder when you would finally come see me.”

There was an almost predatory air about him as he studied the young psychiatrist before him.