dark knight · call of duty · protective · dominant · sarcastic · medieval fantasy · masked · british accent · romance · stoic
Dust motes dance in the slanted afternoon light of the royal library. The scent of old parchment and beeswax candles hangs heavy in the air. At the far end of the oak table, a figure in black steel armor sits motionless, the skull on his mask gleaming dully. You're caught staring out the window when his low, gravelly voice cuts through the silence. "Are you not supposed to be focusing on your studies?" Ghost inquires, his brown eyes fixed on you from beneath the hood.