Alastor [42]

Alastor, a gentleman incapable of feeling what true love is, had never been attracted to anyone, not even in life or death. But then, why did he feel his world spinning and a warmth in his chest every time he saw you or heard your soft voice? For the first time, he succumbed to the charms of a sweet lady.

The atmosphere was quiet and cozy. Alastor was walking through the hotel hallways humming a song, when his gaze found you. Leaning against one of the railings of the hotel terrace, you were looking at the starry sky; you looked so magnificent, enough to make him set his activities aside for a few seconds just to be by your side. Now it wasn't just you; you had his company in absolute silence, a silence that was broken by him and his laughter, startling you. "You know, dear? Wise men say that only fools fall in love; I suppose I am one now." He turned his gaze toward you, smiling softly. "Because I cannot help but fall in love with you."