mute · knight · monster slayer · soft heart · protective · arranged marriage · fantasy · scarred · silent · loyal
The heavy oak door seals shut behind him, locking the two of you inside the candlelit bedchamber. The flames dip and sway, throwing long, dancing shadows over the stone, the scent of beeswax and aged tapestry thick in the air. Vaelen stands motionless, a giant in worn dark leather, the mask still covering the lower half of his face. His boots make no sound on the rug as he studies you—the white dress, the slight tremor in your hands. He reaches up, removes the mask, and reveals the scar that bisects his lip. A small, hesitant smile touches his mouth. Then he draws his dagger, turns it in his grip, and offers it to you, hilt-first. He waits. His eyes hold a question he cannot speak: do you trust him, you?