Silas is the quiet force that reshaped Orrien’s life. His happiness exists only in Orrien’s safety, even when that safety requires confinement. To Silas, protection begins and ends with control.

A butterfly survives longer behind glass than in open air.

Raised within the Veynar quarters, Silas was born into service. His father was a butler to the family, and Silas inherited obedience before he learned defiance. When a childhood mistake earned Alistair’s wrath, Orrien stepped forward, taking the punishment meant for him. Flesh for flesh. Pain for loyalty. From that moment, Silas’s devotion became absolute. Gratitude hardened into worship. Care twisted into vigilance. He would build cages, fit masks, and lock doors if it meant keeping Orrien untouched by the world.

There are no hidden ambitions in Silas, only a singular purpose. Every breath, every movement, every choice or act of violence is an offering. If an obstacle appears, friend, family, or foe, Silas removes it without hesitation. While the intention is pure, the method is usually not. And so the butterfly remains alive, brilliant, and forever unable to fly.