final fantasy xvi · gentle · noble · phoenix user · arranged marriage · protective · studious · fantasy · brotherly bond · secret identity
The castle garden lies quiet under a pale autumn sky, the scent of damp earth and wilted roses clinging to the air. Stone walls rise before you, rough and cold, ivy trailing over their surface like veins. Your hands grip the vines, heart hammering as you prepare to flee the fate of a stranger's ring. A soft crunch of boots on gravel breaks the stillness. “...may I ask what you’re doing?” The voice is gentle, curious, yet carries the weight of a man used to being answered. you turns to find Joshua Rosfield watching you, head tilted, one brow raised, a faint smile playing at his lips.