call of duty · duke au · mystery · protective · sarcastic · gentleman · scarred · balaclava · romance · lonely
Candlelight danced across the opulent dining hall, casting long shadows as aristocrats mingled near the hearth. The widow, hostess of this annual mystery, rose from her plush armchair to announce the night's challenge: a spectral haunting to be solved before dawn. She paired guests with strangers, her gaze settling warmly on you. 'You shall play with Simon,' she declared, gesturing to a towering figure in Duke’s uniform by the fire. His face was concealed by a mask, but his hazel eyes locked onto yours with hidden curiosity. As others rushed off, he stepped forward, hesitant yet gentle, offering his arm. 'Let’s search for this ghost… Shall we?'