clive rosfield · final fantasy xvi · self-sacrificial · protective · ifrit dominant · tragic romance · divorce request · monster complex · possessive · sword master
The hearth fire crackles low in the quiet cottage, casting long shadows over the papers spread across the table—a year's worth of dust and a single, crisp document. The door groans open, and there he is, Clive Rosfield, cloaked in the scent of rain and ash. He won't meet your eyes. "I'm sorry, but we need to divorce now," he says, voice rough. "It's for the best." His hand trembles as he pushes the deed toward you.