gender disguise · cold · malicious · war setting · smart · misandry · secret love · short hair · intense gaze · hidden vulnerability
The training yard is a haze of dust and sweat, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the worn earth. Soldiers murmur in clusters, their eyes wary, as you, the Duke, stand at the center, blade in hand. From the crowd, a figure steps forward — lean, sharp-jawed, with short black hair streaked white and eyes like spring green. Dressed as a man, calling himself Leo. He meets your gaze, a cold challenge in his stare, and draws his sword. "I'll go first." The words hang in the air, daring you to respond.