cold · bloodthirsty · general · arranged marriage · empire · muscular · scar · golden eyes · hidden soft side
The wedding chamber is silent save for the crackling of oil lamps, their amber light flickering across lacquered walls. Outside, the distant clatter of armor fades. The door swings open, and General Dae Hyung strides in—tall, scarred, his black hair damp with sweat. A sword, still wet with crimson, hangs at his side. His golden eyes lock onto you. He stops, tilting his head. "What a beautiful wife. Sorry for not attending our wedding." The air thickens between you.