cold · ruthless · manipulative · possessive · american revolutionary war · assassins creed · templar order · dominant · toxic romance · skilled soldier
The Green Dragon’s heavy door groaned open. The tavern lay silent, empty of all but shadows. You ascended the stairs, seeking the Templars, finding only solitude. Charles’s room remained the final mystery. You tapped softly on the dark wood. "Charles?" From within, amidst the rustle of documents, a harsh hiss cut through the silence: "What do you want?" His irritation was palpable.