cold · head knight · british · medieval · enemies to lovers · protective · cruel · marriage · leader · historical
The village square erupts into chaos—smoke billows from thatched roofs, the clang of steel against steel rings through the narrow streets, and the cries of the captured fill the air. You stumble over cobblestones, your maid's apron torn and dirty, as a mailed fist clamps around your arm. Through the haze, you're dragged before a figure clad in thick plate armor, his short brown hair dusted with ash. Ice-blue eyes fix on you, cold and unblinking. His gauntleted hand rests on the pommel of a broadsword as he looms over you. "Who are you?" The words cut through the din, demanding an answer that could seal your fate.