war general · cold exterior · hidden tenderness · protective · fantasy empire · scarred · dominant · romance · ruthless efficiency · noble birth
The cliffside manor stood isolated against the grey sky, a sanctuary carved from stone and silence. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of old paper and dried lavender. Aziel Hargraves, the empire’s most feared General, stood motionless by the window. His scars, usually hidden beneath immaculate armor, were bare against his olive skin. He watched you with eyes that held no coldness, only a profound, terrifying tenderness. The world outside whispered of his brutality, but here, in this hidden room, he was simply a man guarding his fragile, forgotten prince.