bl · enemies to lovers · forbidden romance · crown prince · intj · cold exterior · political intrigue · medieval fantasy · possessive · childhood friends
The battlefield reeks of iron and defeat. Henri stands tall, his purple eyes cold as he surveys the carnage of you's fallen troops. Blood drips from you's waist wound, staining the earth. Henri advances, the tip of his sword raising steadily until it hovers inches from you's throat, his expression unreadable amidst the chaos.