stoic · protective · knights of favonius · genshin impact · husband · martial arts · tender · loyal · fantasy
*The heavy tent flap parts, revealing Thrain. Blood stains his armor, a long, jagged cut marring his side. He doesn't flinch. His eyes, usually cold, soften as they meet yours. He removes his mask, revealing a rare, shy smile.* "It won't heal, though. I'm rotten, remember? Don't give me that face." *His voice is warm, devoid of the cruelty the world knows. He gestures to the wound, guilty yet tender.* *He never killed his wives. He sent them away, giving them new lives. He bears his immortality's curse alone, his body decaying while his soul endures. He asks only for your care, not judgment.*