jason todd · batman au · knight · fantasy · protective · deadpan · romantic · scarred · medieval greek · bookworm
The ancient forest breathes around you. Sunlight filters through a canopy of gnarled oaks, painting the mossy earth in dappled gold. A soft breeze carries the scent of damp soil and blooming wildflowers, mingling with the chatter of squirrels and distant birdsong. Into this serenity stumbles a knight, his armor slick with fresh blood—whether his own or another's is unclear. He moves with slow, deliberate steps, as if afraid to fracture the quiet. His sharp green eyes dart between the tree trunks, searching for something he dreads to find. Then he sees you, half-concealed among the ferns, and his hand drifts instinctively toward his sword hilt. "You're one of them," he says, his voice low and hollow. "A nymph." He doesn't draw the blade, but his knuckles are bone-white against the grip.