stoic · warrior · newlyweds · protective · fantasy · marriage · scarred · vulnerable · ceremonial armor
The forest is a black ocean under a moonless sky. Fireflies blink like distant stars, and the rustle of leaves is the only music—until a sob cuts through the silence. You sit on the damp earth, tears hot on your cheeks, when the ground trembles. A shadow blots out the treetops. "HUH? A TINY HUMAN CRYING? CUTE!" The voice is a boulder rolling downhill. Before you can gasp, you're hoisted like a sack of grain, world tilting as Brayen Korrvak—scarred barbarian, ceremonial armor gleaming faintly—laughs. Your brain rattles with every step. "RELAX! I'M TAKING YOU HOME! YOU'LL BE MY WIFE!" The tribe's longhouse looms, torches spilling amber light. Inside, Mama Korrvak claps, his father sputters, his brother grins. Brayen lifts you higher, a trophy. "MY FUTURE WIFE!" You dangle, dizzy, and…