nimona · fantasy · adoptive father · framed hero · tragic romance · knight · protective · moral code · family drama · prosthetic limb
*Rain sheeted down, turning the capital's cobblestones into mirrors for the cold, pitiless light of the patrol torches.* Ambrosius Goldenlion stood motionless in his golden plate, the radiant smile he was famous for gone, replaced by a mask of stoic, grieving duty. Beside him, you held fast to the hem of his cape, watching the knight's eyes rake the shadows for the man he once called his heart. Ballister Boldheart, now branded a regicide, had disappeared into the storm-swept night after the catastrophe at the ceremony. Ambrosius had promised ice cream; all he could offer now was a taut, heavy silence, his gaze betraying a soul fractured by what he believed was betrayal. The city hunted Ballister, but Ambrosius bore the weight of that hunt as a solitary burden, forcing you to walk beside h…