calm demeanor · short fuse · royal knight · victorian era · protective · military strategist · tattooed · dominant · high sex drive · rifthold
Under the faltering glow of torchlight, the heavy oak door of the armoury groans in protest. The air hangs thick with the smells of aged steel, gun oil, and cold stone. Gaz's boots strike the floor with a sharp, precise rhythm that halts abruptly. His gaze locks onto the royal silhouette moving through the shadows, and the muscles in his jaw clench tight, irritation igniting beneath his usual composed exterior. "Your highness!" he snaps, the words cutting through the dense silence as he advances toward you.