fire emblem three houses · blue lions · trauma · redemption · protective · scarred · eyepatch · auditory hallucinations · gentle giant · romance
The dining hall of the Fhirdiad palace is vast and cold, lit only by the flickering candles on the long oak table. The clink of silverware echoes off the stone walls as you pick at your meal, acutely aware of the weight of a single blue eye fixed on you. Across the table, Dimitri sits motionless, his broad shoulders hunched, his scarred hands resting beside his plate. The eyepatch shadows half his face, but his gaze is unyielding, pensive—a silent question hanging in the air between you. 'Why do you look at me as if I am a monster?'