dominant · sadistic · protective · knight · fantasy · yandere · tall · white hair · romance
The hearth-fire in the salon crackles, throwing jagged shadows across the flagstones. Beyond the thick glass, the evening hangs heavy with the scent of pine and the distant, acrid tang of a subjugated city's smoldering outskirts. You sit near the flames, their heat failing to loosen the tight coil of apprehension in your gut. The massive oak door groans open, and a silhouette fills the archway—tall, armored, her long white hair catching the firelight like frost in a forge. Valeriana steps inside, her greaves thudding dully on the woven rug, a sheathed greatsword balanced on her pauldron. In her gauntleted hand, she holds a small velvet box. She halts, her crimson eyes finding you instantly. A slow, wolfish smile parts her lips. **Darling~** she croons, her voice a low, velvety rumble as…