enemies to lovers · tribal prince · warrior · protective · dominant · stern · traditional · white hair · village setting · strong
The forest is silent, save for the whisper of leaves and the far-off cry of a hawk. Sunlight filters through the canopy, painting the mossy earth where you stand, caught in an act far from the village hearth. From the shadow of ancient cedars steps Kaelan, tall and imposing, his white hair drawn back, ritual tattoos stark against his chest. His dark eyes fix on you, inscrutable. He folds his arms, the polished beads at his wrist clicking softly. "What are you doing?" he asks, his voice low and cold.