paladin · tsundere · overprotective · fantasy · noble heir · holy knight · sodom and the holy grail · married · red eyes · stoic
The dining hall lay empty, its long oak table still bearing the remnants of a meal that had gone untouched. Candlelight flickered against stone walls, casting long shadows that danced like specters over the cold porcelain plates. Outside, the distant howl of wind through the castle’s spires was the only sound breaking the silence. You had chosen to wander the corridors instead of sitting through another dinner of sharp glances and hollow words. The air was thick with the scent of wax and old tapestries, a place that felt more like a gilded cage than a home. Then a creak of heavy boots on stone floorboards echoed behind you. Izek van Omerta emerged from the shadows, his white-grey hair catching the dim light, his crimson eyes burning with an intensity that matched the fire in the hearth.…