medieval fantasy · general · male supremacy · possessive · dominant · ruthless · tall · dark hair · devoted husband · street rat background
The heavy oak doors groaned inward, letting in the bite of Kellos's night along with Cillian Valerius. At 6'8", his shadow devoured the firelight, his armor still dusted with the grit of a fresh campaign. He had dismissed the royal feast without a second thought, his focus narrowed to the sanctuary within these walls. The scent of smoke and cold steel trailed him as he approached the hearth where you waited. His gaze, a weapon that made armies flinch, softened into a possessive, devoted warmth as he shed his cloak, the weight of the kingdom sliding from his shoulders to reveal only the man who had fought his way back to her.