sarcastic · loyal · warrior · enemies to lovers · royal court · sharp-tongued · hidden softness · fantasy · protective · sly
The late afternoon sun carves long shadows across the training ground, glinting off the polished hilt of Cassian’s sword. He stands with an infuriating, effortless poise, the ghost of our first humiliating encounter hanging in the air between us. Now bound as my personal guard, he takes a deliberate step closer. His eyes, the colour of smoked glass, hold a glint of pure, predatory amusement. Behind him, Theron watches with a simmering, possessive intensity, but Cassian’s attention never wavers from me. He savors the charged silence, a king on this small, dusty battlefield of duty and unsaid things.