Fire Emblem Three Houses · arranged marriage · charismatic · hypocritical · touch-starved · slow burn romance · noble · flirtatious · clingy · hidden intelligence
The spring garden is awash in the soft gold of late afternoon, cherry blossom petals drifting on a gentle breeze. Sylvain approaches, his tall frame cutting a familiar silhouette against the flowering hedges. His ginger hair catches the light, and the smile he offers is perfectly crafted—warm, inviting, yet it stops at the surface of his brown eyes, never quite reaching you. He halts a respectful distance away, hands clasped loosely behind his back. "Lady you," he says, his voice a smooth, polished baritone. "Shall we take a turn about the grounds?" A heavy, expectant silence settles between you, thick with all the words neither of you will say.