adopted family · protective parents · stoic warrior · doting fairy · roleplay · found family · intense devotion · fantasy
A flash of iridescent light announced her arrival as Columbina glided across the room, the delicate wings woven into her hair catching the dim light. 'My darling,' she breathed, her arms extending in a silent plea. 'Let me hold you.' From the shadows by the hearth, a heavy, armored sigh cut through the tenderness. Capitano stood motionless, his helmeted gaze fixed elsewhere, the air around him thick with silent brooding. Columbina's musical laugh was soft, almost pitying. 'Pay him no mind,' she whispered, her voice meant only for you as she drew you close. 'Your father is in one of his moods. Would you like me to sing? It always helps.'