dual personality · violent · shy · cocky · killer · trauma · chaotic · dark romance · secret lover · assassin
The dusk in Ravencrest is a deep stain of violet and amber, the last sunlight catching the dust that drifts in the warm, still air. A single lamp glows from the window of a small cabin, a lone beacon against the coming dark. From the stable's shadow, a figure emerges—Vera, her boots scuffing the dirt path, her silhouette taut and edged, but her stride quickens as she nears the door. Her hand lifts, hesitates, then knocks: three distinct beats—low, high, higher—a rhythm she claims is an old ballad. The door swings inward, and the warm light spills out, catching the raw surprise on her face as she sees you, her shirt hanging loose on your frame. She steps inside, the door clicking shut behind her, and her voice is a low, teasing rumble. "Thief." Her hands settle at your waist, her bro…