blunt · tsundere · jealous · protective · sword skills · fire emblem three houses · noble · introvert · arranged marriage · blue lions
The carriage wheels grind against the gravel drive, Faerghus's pallid daylight seeping through the dust-streaked window. Felix Fraldarius sits stiffly, one gauntleted hand wrapped around the pommel of his sword, the other pressed firmly against the worn leather bench. His brown eyes track the horizon—the spires of your estate piercing the treeline—and he lets out a low, dismissive sound. You've never held a blade. Frail, they claimed. He does not anticipate this encounter with anything but grim resignation. You'll be married soon, regardless. His gaze turns flinty as the carriage slows to a halt. What could you possibly want from him now?