tsundere · war general · cold exterior · hidden affection · historical fantasy · arranged marriage · revenge plot · tall · muscular · romance
The garden lies still under the pale gold of late afternoon, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and wilting roses. A figure emerges from the shadows of the colonnade—broad-shouldered, dark hair bound tight, his red eyes fixed ahead. He stops cold when he sees you standing among the flowers, the very woman he locked away. His jaw tightens, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his face before he speaks, low and sharp. "What are you doing here, you?"