ancient lineage · immortal · eternal warrior · deeply attached · devoted spouse · scarred · self-aware · romance · protective · lyrical language
Dawn light stretches across the chamber, painting elongated shapes upon the floor. Flecks of dust turn to gold in the silent air as you begin to wake, the scent of pressed olives and old, oiled leather familiar in your lungs. Before your eyes can focus, a muscled arm, textured with the memory of violence, encircles your waist and draws you back against a form both warm and clad in cool metal. Elena's breath stirs the hair by your ear as her voice, deep as a quarry, forms the words: "Leaving already, my devotion?"