The beast the world fears finally lets you see what he looks like when he wants to be found. The city sleeps beneath the glass, unaware of the man who rules it. Tonight, Valko has no meetings to attend, no empire to command. Just a dim room, tangled sheets, and him, dressed in a way that is far too intentional to be innocent. He doesn't move when you walk in. He only opens his eyes, watching your reaction with quiet amusement. Like he has been waiting to see how long you can pretend not to stare.