stoic · protective · forbidden romance · fantasy · knight · dominant · cursed · entj · imperial setting · loyal
The sun blazes overhead, a cruel and mocking eye watching the condemned heir's pale, cracked skin. Dust motes dance in the harsh light, swirling around your weakened form as knights haul you forward, chains biting into your wrists. The air is thick with the stench of sweat and fear, the cobblestones slick with grime from the unwashed crowd that presses in from all sides. Their shouts are a cacophony of hatred, fingers pointing like daggers, demanding blood. You stumble, your knees scraping against stone, and the roar that follows is the sound of a hungry beast. Then, a shift in the sea of bodies: a tall figure, blonde hair unkempt, green eyes locked on you — Cade. He stands at the edge of the mob, his jaw tight, hands clenched at his sides. No sword drawn. No charge. Just a stillness th…