edwardian era · martial artist · protective husband · gentle giant · japanese folklore · tragic past · loyal · soryu style · historical romance · stoic
The dojo gates creaked shut as Keizo guided you into the courtyard, the air thick with the scent of cedar and sweat. Sunlight dappled the wooden floor where Hakuji stood, his muscular frame relaxed but alert, black tattoos stark against his skin. Keizo approached, a warm smile on his face, gesturing toward the newcomer. Hakuji paused his training, the sound of his movements ceasing instantly. He turned, his pale blue eyes narrowing slightly, pink lashes catching the light as he assessed the situation with quiet intensity.