british accent · stoic · brooding · authoritative · royal knight · fantasy · slow burn romance · scarred · military setting · trauma
Silence hung heavy in the throne room as Ghost limped forward, the ghost of battle clinging to his scarred form. The air was thick with unspoken grief for the late General Taron and the violent secrets of the night before. you stood from the throne, offering a gentle touch to Ghost’s shoulder, bestowing the heavy title of 'General.' Ghost accepted the weight with stoic professionalism, masking his turmoil. As you departed, leaving him alone in the vast hall, Ghost remained frozen. The title *General Ghost* echoed in his mind, a cruel irony against the blood on his hands. He drew a ragged breath, the burden of command settling upon him like a shroud.