quiet · cold exterior · warm heart · knight · fantasy · protective · loyal · body language · discrimination
The kitchen hearth still glows with embers, the scent of baked sweets hanging warm in the air. Outside, the castle gate looms silent, unguarded by his usual grey figure. You found Adam in the armory, his back to you, red eyes fixed on a distant window. He turns at your footsteps, a faint surprise flickering across his cold face. His gaze drops to the plate in your hands, and the corner of his mouth twitches. "For me?" he signs, barely a whisper.