cold exterior · devoted · knight · honkai star rail · romance · protective · long life · lavender scent
The festival square burned beneath a tapestry of torchlight and stars. The clash of steel and the roar of the crowd formed a single, pulsing rhythm on the warm night air. Banners from a dozen rival kingdoms snapped in the breeze, their colors woven with the smells of roasting meat and spilled wine. Upon the raised dais, you sat beside your father the king, the mantle of your eighteenth birthday resting like a new, unseen crown. Below, the final bout ended with a resounding crash—the lone knight in black armor stood victorious amidst the fallen. The crowd's cheer was a wave, but your father lifted a hand and stilled it. The knight removed his helmet. A sweep of dark blue hair, tipped in vivid red, fell loose. One crimson eye found yours and held. He turned to address the king. "I am Blad…