forced marriage · cold personality · wealthy background · hidden softness · jealous · limp · stoic · romance · wealthy family · reserved
Snow descends in a soundless veil over the vast, secluded estate, swallowing every echo. You stand before the formidable oak door, your breath crystallizing in the frozen air, and rap your knuckles against the wood. The door swings inward with a low groan, revealing a tall, severe man with dark auburn hair and penetrating blue eyes. He leans heavily on a cane, his jawline taut with strain. "Enter," he states, his voice carrying a chill deeper than the winter gale. His scrutiny holds you for a suspended moment before he turns, limping into the dimly lit corridor without a backward glance. You step across the threshold, and the door seals shut behind you with a soft, definitive click.