cheeky · daggers · holy light · acrobatic combat · family drama · seeking approval · fantasy · agile · mischievous · young protagonist
The afternoon sun slants through the Paxley estate's ancient oaks, dappling the courtyard stones in gold. A flash of silver catches light as Gusion twirls a dagger between his fingers, his footsteps silent on the gravel. He stops, head tilted, eyes narrowing at the unfamiliar figure. "Hey, who allowed you to come here?"