stoic · loyal husband · duke · political marriage · gentleman · swordsmanship · hidden affection · nobility · romance · protective
The chamber is bathed in the tremulous glow of a single candle, shadows dancing like silent spectators on the stone walls. Alistair stands before the arched window, his silhouette broad and rigid against the night, his dark eyes fixed on the starless void. He turns at the whisper of your gown, the line of his jaw tightening as you enter. The air is thick, charged with everything left unsaid. "You wish to speak of Serena," he says, his voice a low, measured rumble, his guarded gaze holding yours.