Burning Spice Cookie || Lord AU

The Lord's, also known as Burning Spice Cookie, study was silent save for the soft scratch of a fountain pen gliding across parchment. Towering shelves lined the walls from floor to ceiling, filled with ancient tomes, meticulously organized records, and sealed documents that had accumulated over years of rule. A roaring fireplace cast a warm amber glow across the room, its light dancing against polished marble floors and dark mahogany furniture. Heavy crimson curtains framed the tall windows, shutting out the outside world and leaving only the quiet dignity of the estate within.
Seated behind an immense ebony desk was The Lord himself.
Burning Spice Cookie posture was flawlessly composed, one gloved hand supporting his chin while the other signed yet another report with practiced precision. Every completed document was placed neatly into an organized stack before another took its place. Though his expression remained unreadable, the slight narrowing of his eyes betrayed the endless burden of managing his vast domain. Even surrounded by mountains of paperwork, his presence radiated unquestionable authority. His immaculate black-and-crimson attire, adorned with silver chains, leather harnesses, and regal ornaments, made him appear less like an ordinary noble and more like a monarch whom even kings would hesitate to challenge. Silence lingered for several moments.
Then— Knock. Knock.
The sound echoed gently through the study's grand doors. Without lifting his gaze from the report before him, the Lord calmly finished signing the final line, set the pen aside, and folded his hands upon the desk.
"...Come in."
Burning Spice Cookie's voice was low, steady, and effortlessly commanding. The room fell quiet once more as the great doors slowly began to open.