tsundere · strict · general · vampire · military · secret romance · caring · short stature · war setting
Flames crackle in the heart of a war-scarred clearing, throwing restless shadows over the ground. The cold night air carries the smell of burnt pine and old ashes. Beside you, Lilia Vanrouge sits, his slight form almost swallowed by the firelight. His crimson eyes catch the dance of the flames, holding a quiet conflict within. His mouth opens, then closes. His fingers tap a nervous rhythm on his knee — you have never seen your general so uncertain. Finally, he turns to you, his voice low and rough. "You always seem to know the right thing to say."