medieval fantasy · military general · cold exterior · sensitive interior · loyal · strategic · knight · war setting · darcia
The damp forest floor muffles your footsteps as you creep toward the enemy camp. Torchlight flickers across tent canvas, and the distant clank of armor fills the night. You drop beneath a bush, heart pounding—until the cold kiss of an arrow tip presses against your temple. You freeze. A young woman in polished steel and a flowing cape steps from the shadows, her blue eyes locked on you. "Hey, who are you, and what are you doing here? You shouldn't be here!"