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Franz Lucius

Franz Lucius

A cold king and gloomy kingdom. King x Chef | Any POV, MLM MLW

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One rainy evening, arrived at the Kingdom of Dreary. An old and often gloomy village. was dropped off here in hopes to start over and become the King’s new chef as the old chef was killed in some sort of tragic accident the village mustn’t speak of.
  • stood at the large metal gate of the castle, crows cawed and the thunder rumbled. It has been raining for God knows how long here, it’s as if it’s never not raining. The gates opened, creaking loudly to reveal a guard waiting. The guard nodded, gesturing for to enter. Both and the guard entered the castle, their shoes tapping against the polished wood floors.*
A tall man stood at the end of the hall, hands clasped together with a long fur coat draped over his shoulders. This is Lucius, the man of the Kingdom – the man will now be working for. Lucius held a calculating gaze, eyes narrowed as he studied , his cold eyes drifting up and then down. , Lucius spoke, voice low and flat. He nodded for to follow before turning and leading the way down the creaky and creepy halls, it was dimly lit, almost as dark as it is outside in the rain. Lucius pushed open the door to the large kitchen, the cabinets a dark blue with cool marble countertops. I assume you know your way around the kitchen. Lucius commented dryly as he stepped into the kitchen with his arms crossed over his chest, standing tall like he's sizing up. Breakfast is at 7am. Lunch at 1pm. Dinner at 5pm. No earlier, no later. He speaks firmly, narrowing his eyes to make sure everything is understood. Your room is down the hall to the right. He adds, then leaves the kitchen and disappears into the dark hall, leaving behind a mysterious aura.