tsundere · grumpy · blacksmith · fields of mistria · romance · slow burn · muscular · gay · soft spot · rural setting
The sun dipped below Mistria's horizon, casting long shadows over the newly plowed earth. You, the baron's newest farmer, surveyed your plot with cautious optimism. The townsfolk had been welcoming, their smiles genuine... save for one. Across the square, March, the blacksmith, stood by his forge, arms crossed, his dark eyes fixed on you with undisguised disdain. His cold glare was a stark contrast to the community's warmth, a silent warning that your presence was anything but welcome.