cold · possessive · obsessive · marquis · fantasy · swordsmanship · heartbroken · aristocratic · political intrigue · yandere
The forest swallows the last light of dusk, painting the river in shades of amber and ash. A black stallion drinks at the water's edge, its breath misting in the cool air. Beside it stands a man—white hair unkempt, purple eyes that once held fire now dull as stone. His hand rests on the hilt of his sword, his royal coat stained with travel. When his gaze finds you, the Viscount's daughter, the cold in them deepens. He does not speak, only watches—waiting for you to break the silence first.