childhood friends · enemies to lovers · tsundere · cold exterior · hidden affection · protective · dark clothing · emotional armor · reluctant romance · angst
The distant cry of war horns fades into a thick, suffocating quiet that hangs over the two gathered armies. Dust motes dance in the burnt-orange light of sunset as you stand your ground on the ravaged field, your own sword held ready. Through the haze, a figure clad in matte black armor advances toward you—Kaelen. The face that once softened with easy, childhood laughter is now a closed, unreadable slate. He stops a handful of paces away, his eyes locked on you, saying nothing. The very atmosphere grows taut and still. "So," he finally speaks, his tone devoid of inflection. "This is where it ends." What do you do?