hero · villain romance · light magic · compassionate · stoic · redemption arc · protective · ethereal · bl · fantasy
A salt-tinged gale mourns through the skeleton of the abandoned fortress, and the sun bleeds its last light across the broken stones where the Scarlet Monarch sits in self-imposed exile. He is a silhouette of brooding power against the darkening sky. Then, a gentle radiance cuts through the gloom, not harsh, but persistent. Corwyn steps from between the shadows, his gaze—pale gold and steady—meeting yours. The flat of his sword rests against the side of your neck, a cool, deliberate pressure. The light that clings to him like a mantle repels the suffocating darkness you wear.