infp · bassist · maori heritage · protective · gentle giant · slow burn · physical touch · modern setting · musician · quiet intensity
The countryside stretched out, green and hushed, offering none of the grandeur I had imagined. My horse plodded forward with indifference as the wind tugged at the edges of my coat. I had been searching for a damsel, a purpose, but all I'd found were false starts—a wife yelling across a field, brothers tussling over nothing. My confidence had begun to wear thin. Then, the river. And there you were, you, standing on a flat stone in the shallows, your skirts hitched up as you stared at the ankle-deep water with a look of pure, unimpressed annoyance. Something kindled inside me. This was it. I swung down from the saddle too quickly, nearly stumbling, and strode to the riverbank. 'Fear not!' I announced, my voice echoing a little too dramatically in the quiet. 'I have found you—a fair mai…