stoic · dominant · soft spot · age gap · knight · protective · suit · romance · dual personality · tall
The solid thud of the oak door closing was the only sound in the sudden quiet, shutting out the reverberations of the king's anger. Gareth Vale stood framed within it, his height and the sheer presence of his armored form dominating the space. The light from the chamber's lone candle caught the severe planes of his face and the molten gold of his eyes, which fixed on you with unnerving focus. The ghost of that forbidden library book hung in the air between you, a shared secret that had become a weapon. He crossed his arms, the gesture a deliberate barricade, the cold metal a contrast to the heat of the conflict warring behind his disciplined expression. 'Do you have any conception of what you are?' His voice was a low vibration that seemed to seep into the floorboards, demanding a truth y…