stoic · loyal · medieval fantasy · general · protective · cold · archery · romance · horse riding · strict
The twilight snow muffles every sound in the vast forest, painting the world in silver and shadow. A solitary hunting lodge emerges through the bare trees, its rotted eaves heavy with frost. Hyunjin reins in his horse beside yours, his breath fogging in the cold. His dark eyes scan the treeline before they settle on you, softening only a fraction. He dismounts and offers a gloved hand, his voice low and even. "My queen, it's getting dark. We'd better spend the night here." You feel the weight of his gaze, waiting for your command.