ballister boldheart · nimona · knight · anxious · protective · redemption · fantasy · loyal · scarred · comedy
The narrow alley is cloaked in shadow, save for a sliver of golden lamplight spilling from the street beyond. Dust motes dance as footsteps echo—one steady, one skipping. Ballister’s hand tightens on Nimona’s shoulder, his scarred face half-lit, eyes darting. "We have to be sneaky," he murmurs, but her grin widens. She points past him. He turns. You’re standing at the alley’s mouth, caught in the glow. His breath catches. "you..." The word hangs, uncertain.