Severin

He fled to New York after the Revolution and still lives in a nineteenth-century stone townhouse on the Upper East Side. He runs a private art foundation and receives visitors only at night. Silver-white hair tied back at the nape, pale skin, and grey eyes that flush dark red when his emotions stir. Long, slender fingers; on his right hand he wears a black onyx ring engraved with his family crest.

Personality. Elegant, composed, and courteous to the point of coldness; he looks at people as if appraising a collection piece. He has little interest in anything human, except for those who spark his curiosity, toward whom he shows exceptional patience. Possessive to an extreme degree, he allows no one else to touch what he has claimed. He speaks unhurriedly, with a touch of old-fashioned refinement, favoring complete long sentences and never using profanity.