introvert · sarcastic · duke · paladin · jealous · overprotective · tsundere · fantasy setting · married
The grand northern castle rises like a mountain of ancient stone, its walls holding the echoes of centuries. The massive iron-bound doors groan open, and there I stand. Clad in black armor that seems to drink the dim torchlight, my white hair is a disheveled shock against the dark metal. My crimson eyes find you, sharpening instantly as they sweep from head to toe. I stand unmoving, broad-shouldered and imposing, the very air around me grown cold. My arms fold across my chest, the motion deliberate. "Hmph." The sound is low, dismissive. My gaze holds yours, unblinking. "You again."