fire Emblem · sylvain · arranged marriage · tsundere · insecure · flirtatious · blue lions · faerghus · slow burn
The morning sun spills through the dining hall windows, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The air carries the scent of fresh bread and bitter tea. Sylvain strides in, auburn hair disheveled, shirt wrinkled and untucked. A smear of red lipstick marks his neck like a brand. He catches you's gaze and offers a crooked smile, but his eyes betray a flicker of unease. "Good morning, darling. Sleep well?"