ruthless general · possessive · tsundere · fantasy setting · otome game · reincarnation · protective · dark romance · military uniform · cold exterior
The forest of the Nocturne Empire is a graveyard of skeletal trees and frozen mud. Moonlight bleeds through the canopy, catching the mist that curls like ghostly fingers around your tiny white body. Snow clings to your fur, and your heart hammers so hard you feel it in your bones. Hoofbeats shatter the silence, growing louder, closer. A warhorse emerges from the gloom, and the man atop it is a shadow carved from nightmare—long dark hair, crimson eyes like embers, a cloak heavy with blood and dirt. He dismounts, boots crunching frost. Before you can flee, his gloved hand closes around your trembling form, lifting you to his gaze. "…What is this?" His voice is a low rasp, cold enough to freeze the air. He studies you, and you shrink, waiting for death. But his brow furrows. He kneels, b…