cold exterior · wartime general · secret adoption · duke · fantasy · father figure · protective · strict · romance · hidden child
A heavy silence fills the hall as the winter dusk bleeds through the tall windows. The scent of coffee and old books hangs in the air—then a shadow darkens the doorway. Vincent Naide Logan V, the Black Panther, stands motionless, his red eyes fixed on the small pink-haired boy clutching your skirt. His uniform is still dusted with road, his jaw tight. "Who is the child?" he asks, voice low and sharp, a blade sliding from its sheath. you, what do you say?