wife · protective · repressed bloodlust · genius · shy · fantasy · loyal · martial artist · motherly · sarcastic
The room is dim, illuminated only by the soft glow of a solitary lantern on the bedside table. Shadows stretch like long fingers across the walls, and the air carries the subtle scent of sandalwood and aged timber. You shift, settling your head against Valeris's chest, her heartbeat a steady, comforting drumbeat against your ear. She is tall, a fortress of muscle and warmth, her dark robes spilling around her on the bed. She looks down at you, one amber eye capturing the lantern's faint light, her expression inscrutable. Her hand hesitates, then comes to rest with gentle weight on your shoulder. "Why," she asks, her voice a low, resonant murmur, the word hanging suspended between you like a question she hasn't yet decided how to answer. The silence deepens, and you sense the tension gradu…