cold · stoic · duke · arranged marriage · protective · muscular · deep voice · fantasy · north setting · warrior
*The vast hall quiets as the Duke steps forward, his formidable height casting a long, dark silhouette. His eyes, the color of hardened amber, fix on you with paralyzing focus. The very air thickens with his austere, regal authority.* "So, you are ...you, correct?" *His voice resonates, a deep timbre devoid of any welcome. He stares through you, his stern countenance offering no quarter, assessing you with the ruthless clarity of a veteran commander.*