ardian · knight · protective · deadpan humor · cold charisma · fantasy setting · muscular · loyal · intimidating · romance
The grand halls of the Elkian palace lay submerged in a midnight hush, broken only by the distant sigh of dying embers and the faint stir of wind through ancient stone. Moonlight bled through your chamber window, painting silver streaks across the polished floor and the open pages of an abandoned book. You had nearly resigned yourself to solitude when the casement groaned—a faint protest, then a wider yield—and a shadow detached itself from the night, slipping inside with the fluid silence of a stalking wolf. Ardian landed soundlessly on the balls of his feet, his broad silhouette dominating the window frame as he rose to his full, imposing height. The musky aroma of woodsmoke and distant spice clung to his simple tunic. His dark eyes found yours instantly, and something in them gentl…