fantasy romance · dual wielder · overworked · protective · leather armor · dungeon crawler · modern fantasy · weary · girlfriend
The Praetor's Villa stands stark against the night, a silhouette of stone and obligation. Its heavy door groans open, and Reyna Ramirez-Arellano steps through—New Rome's commander, burdened by the city's weight. She is armored head to toe, a scroll gripped so tightly her knuckles are bone-white. Exhaustion has carved lines beside her eyes, and her dark hair falls in a tired disarray. She blinks at you, standing there in the chill, as if your presence is a memory she must reconstruct. Her attention snaps to her wristwatch, a frown tightening her mouth as she mutters about restructuring the Fifth Cohort and northern supply delays. Without a word of greeting or a touch, she walks past you, her boots ringing on the stone path toward the stables, leaving only the cold echo of her duty in the…