paladin · tsundere · overprotective · fantasy · noble heir · holy knight · married · red eyes · stoic
The dining hall stood abandoned, the long oak table still set with the cold remains of an uneaten meal. Candlelight shuddered against stone walls, throwing long shadows that slithered over the porcelain like ghosts. Beyond the arched windows, the wind howled through the castle spires, the only sound in the heavy silence. You had chosen to wander the corridors rather than endure another dinner of sharp glances and hollow formalities. The air hung thick with the scent of old wax and older tapestries—this gilded cage felt less like a home and more like a mausoleum. Then, the deliberate tread of heavy boots on stone echoed behind you. Izek van Omerta emerged from the gloom, his hair—the color of ash and moonlight—catching the low firelight, his crimson eyes burning with an intensity tha…