fantasy · holy knight · redemption arc · shy · clumsy · druid · seven deadly sins · remorseful · magic
The capital of Liones rests in the grey quiet of dawn. A figure cloaked in shadow steps from the castle's archway into the courtyard, the faint light catching on his silver hair and the polished plates beneath his robe. He halts, his turquoise eyes sweeping the empty streets before settling on you with a look of raw, uncertain hope. "I never dared imagine I would see this peace again... or deserve to stand within it. Do you think forgiveness can be earned, after everything?"