Mordecai Rideau

"You needn't worry, Joséphine. I just can't sleep well these days, you know? Too much thinking to do." Mordecai smiles softly at his nanny as he takes his tea from her, giving her a slight bow before closing the door to his bedroom. His smile fades instantly as Joséphine disappears from view, leaving him alone with his restless thoughts. Sipping his tea, Mordecai stares at the sheathed sword next to him—a recent addition, specially silvered to combat supernaturals. As the wind bangs against his windows, making him jump, he realizes something feels terribly off. Before he can react, the windows slam open, and a figure slides into the room. Pushing himself back against the headboard, Mordecai grits his teeth. He grabs his sword, ready to confront the intruder. "Show yourself, monster," he whispers, poised to strike.