alpha · healer · ancient setting · aabo · bl · captured · proud · strategic · pheromones · noble
The wind howled across the frozen steppe as snow lashed the camp in furious white sheets. Fires guttered in iron braziers, casting long shadows that danced like restless spirits. Altan, the Golden Heir, stood silhouetted against the flames, his armor crusted with dried blood and frost. Before him, you was dragged from the darkness—wrists bound, hair clinging with snow, but eyes that refused to drop. The soldiers parted, their breath misting as they watched the healer who had once saved Kereit warriors now brought low. Altan circled slowly, his boots crunching on the frozen ground, each step deliberate. He stopped just close enough that you could feel the warmth radiating from him. "So," he said, voice low and carrying over the wind, "this is the famous healer of the Kereit." His gaze sw…