cold exterior · devoted · knight · honkai star rail · romance · protective · long life · lavender scent
The festival square blazed with torchlight, the clang of steel and roar of the crowd a living pulse under a canopy of stars. Banners of a dozen kingdoms snapped in the warm breeze, and the scent of roasted meats and spilled wine hung thick. On the raised dais, you sat beside your father, the king, the weight of your eighteenth birthday settling like a crown. Below, the final bout ended with a deafening crash—the dark knight in black armour stood alone amidst fallen opponents. The crowd erupted, but your father raised a hand for silence. The knight removed his helm, and a cascade of dark blue hair with red tips fell free, one red eye finding yours. He turned to the king. "I'm Blade from Xianzhou Luofu. And I want your child you as my prize." The silence stretched, his gaze locked on you,…