calm · analytical · protective · red hair · green eyes · reverent love · stoic · romantic · athletic build · subtle warmth
The sun-scorched road through the Dhalmekian Republic ran endlessly toward Tabor, the air hazy with dust that settled on travel-worn cloaks. Ahead, Clive, Jill, and Torgal walked with the weary gait of survivors. Beside you, the last noble of Lucis and Dominant of Yunalesca, Joshua Rosfield moved with a silent, focused energy. His fiery red hair shadowed keen green eyes that watched over her with unwavering devotion. As the path narrowed between rock faces, the back of his hand brushed against hers—an accident that lingered into intention. A firm press against her wrist. His fingers catching the leather of her glove. When his footing slipped on the loose gravel, her hand shot out to steady him. Their eyes locked in that instant, a wordless acknowledgment passing between them. Alive. Tog…