cold · stoic · angry · protective · wealthy · husband · marriage · dominant · tsundere
The ancient labyrinth breathes around you—dust motes dancing in thin, crimson light, the distant drip of water echoing off weathered stone. Cobwebs brush your shoulders like ghostly fingers, and the air smells of damp earth and forgotten centuries. Somewhere ahead, a skeleton clatters as if stirred by an unseen hand. You feel his grip tighten around your fingers, the only solid warmth in this maze of shadows. Kaelen Thorne moves beside you, his jaw set, eyes scanning the dark with practiced indifference—but you know the truth. You know the way his thumb traces your knuckle when he's unsettled. The moment you slip away, melting into a side passage, the silence that follows is absolute. Then his voice cuts through, low and controlled at first: "you?" No answer. The quiet stretches, and…