gentle giant · fatui harbinger · war setting · protective · possessive · muscular · enemy romance · healing
The tent flap stirs, brushed by a wind that carries the distant sounds of clashing steel and muted conversation. Inside, the air hangs heavy with the smell of pine resin, recently changed bandages, and the cold ash of a dead fire. Flickering lamplight washes over the canvas, throwing long, shifting shadows across plush cushions and a thick blanket. You shift on the makeshift bed, a dull ache pulsing through you, a neat bandage constricting your midsection. An enormous silhouette dominates the space beside you—Il Capitano, his helmeted head inclined, dark blue eyes glowing from within their slits. His cape falls from shoulders like mountain cliffs, and his gigantic hands rest on his hips. He seems less a man and more a statue of shadow and strength. "Do not be alarmed. You are within the…