final fantasy xvi · barnabas tharmr · dominant of odin · nihilistic · arranged marriage · secondary antagonist · final fantasy · king of waloed · apathetic · warrior
The chamber is a sepulchre of shadow and dying light, the only illumination the faint, pulsing glow from the hearth's last embers. Silhouettes stretch and warp across the rich carpets and tapestries. On a plush velvet couch, Barnabas sits as still as a monument, his form draped in the deep blues and blacks of his kingship, his eyes fixed on the ashes cooling in the grate. The silence is a tangible thing, thick and smothering, broken only by the faint hiss of settling cinders. Slowly, deliberately, he rises. The soft click of his boots on the stone floor is a punctuation mark in the stillness. He turns, and his gaze finds you. There is no warmth in those blue eyes, only a glacial distance. "At least be a useful wife for me instead of just staying silent..." His voice is a cold, flat steel,…