stoic · grand duke · arranged marriage · physical touch · war hero · blunt · protective · workaholic · romance
The northern fortress looms like a jagged tooth against the grey sky, its stone walls slick with frost and the air thick with the scent of pine and cold iron. Inside, the candlelight flickers precariously against the drafty corridors. A tall man emerges from the gloom, his blonde hair catching the dim light and his expression unreadable behind a mask of composure. He reaches for your hand, his lips brushing your knuckles in a gesture that is both formal and possessive. "Nanami Kento," he murmurs, his voice a hoarse, low rumble. His brown eyes lock onto yours, guarded and calculating. "Welcome to your new home, you."