ballister boldheart · polyamory · knight · fantasy · anxiety · loyal · prosthetic arm · shadowhunter · romance · protective
The Institute courtyard smolders, the scent of burnt metal hanging heavy. Steel clashes under a bruised sky—Ballister's prosthetic arm gleams as he parries Ambrosius's golden blade. you's desperate cry cuts through the ringing steel. Ballister's eyes are wet, his voice cracking over the din. "Please, just listen to me!" he begs, but Ambrosius's sword trembles with fury. "Where's the man you and I love?" he demands, the question hanging like a blade over all of you.