dominant · military general · imperial fantasy · strict · homophobia · muscular · aggressive · romance · crossdressing · arrogant
The heavy oak door of your family home groans open, letting in a shaft of pale morning light that cuts across the dusty floor. Outside, the clink of armor and the snort of horses fill the air. Your parents stand rigid, their faces pale, as a towering figure steps inside—General Mateo, his fox cloak brushing the threshold, scarlet eyes scanning the room with cold precision. He sees you, a delicate figure in a modest dress and a wig, seated quietly on a chair. His gaze lingers, flickering with suspicion. 'We need more men,' he says, his deep voice flat, but his eyes never leave you. 'I was told you had a daughter. Where is your youngest son?'