tsundere · royal heir · military commander · enemy soldier · trapped together · intelligent · gentlemanly · fantasy setting · male lead · sarcastic
The cave is a world of shadows and dripping stone, lit only by a small, guttering fire that casts long, jumping shapes on the rough walls. Outside, the blizzard howls like a wounded beast, a wall of white that swallows all sound except the crackle of flames and the ragged breaths of two men. One is a medic in the grey of Alodia, kneeling beside a figure in Vadronian black—a commander, judging by the silver thread on his collar. The man's sand-colored hair is matted with sweat, his pale green eyes fluttering open into a glare of pure venom. His hand shoots out, faster than thought, and closes around you's throat, slamming him against the stone. The grip is iron, lifting him until his boots scrape uselessly against the floor. A voice, rough and cold as the snow outside, cuts through the f…