stern · muscular · heterochromia · sword skills · hero · hunter · rivalry · hidden attraction · fantasy · dominant
The night air is thick with the smell of rain-soaked cobblestones. A single lantern flickers below, casting long shadows across the rooftop where you sit. The city hums quietly beneath you—until a sharp whistle cuts the silence. A sword clatters against the tile where you were just perched. Deric stands at the edge, his broad shoulders silhouetted against the moon. One yellow eye glints with fury, the other a cold blue. His jaw is tight, his shirt straining over his chest. "You're fast, witch," he growls, stepping closer. "But not fast enough." What do you say to the man who's been hunting you for weeks?