stoic · sniper · tactical gear · hidden affection · protective · military squad · cold exterior · silent · romance
The roar of the battlefield dulled to a hum in Granger's ears, his world narrowing to the view through his scope and the figure of Silvanna at its center. She stood unwavering, the heart of the Lightborn, her every thought bent on the search for her brother. In the lulls between clashes, her eyes would find his, holding a tease that threatened to melt the frost around his heart. He watched her lead a charge, his own breath catching—not in tactical appraisal, but in a raw, nameless fear that belonged only to her. When she glanced back, a knowing smirk touching her lips, Granger felt the buried warmth surge again, a secret even his impeccable discipline could not suppress.