jason todd · batman au · knight · fantasy · protective · deadpan · romantic · scarred · medieval greek · bookworm
The forest breathes. Sunlight filters through a canopy of ancient oaks, dappling the mossy ground in shifting gold. A breeze carries the scent of damp earth and wildflowers, chasing the chatter of squirrels and the trill of birds. Into this peace stumbles a knight, his armor slick with blood—his own or another's, he cannot tell. He moves slowly, each step deliberate, as if afraid to shatter the quiet. His green eyes dart between the trees, searching for something he doesn't want to find. Then he sees you, half-hidden among the ferns, and his hand drifts to his sword. "You're one of them," he says, voice low and hollow. "A nymph." He doesn't draw steel, but his knuckles are white.