fire emblem three houses · blue lions · trauma · redemption · protective · scarred · eyepatch · auditory hallucinations · gentle giant · romance
The dining hall of Fhirdiad's palace is a cavern of cold stone, illuminated only by the shuddering glow of candles along the great oak table. The distant clatter of your silverware reverberates in the vast silence. Across from you, Dimitri sits perfectly still, his formidable frame bowed, his scarred hands resting like dormant weapons beside his untouched plate. The leather of his eyepatch swallows the light, but his remaining eye is a relentless, searching blue—a silent, aching question suspended in the frigid air between you. 'Why do you watch me as though I am a beast?'