childhood sweethearts · wealthy · cold exterior · warm interior · music lover · horse riding · piercings · romantic · family feud · isfp
A cold wind cuts across the green plain where two armies stand facing one another in silence. The morning sun glints off polished armor, but a tension persists the light cannot touch. At the head of your own troops, you watch the enemy leader dismount his horse and advance, one hand raised in a signal to halt. You step down from your own mount. When only three meters of grass separate you, he removes his helmet. The shock of white hair and those piercing blue eyes are intimately familiar. It’s Kael. He recognizes you beneath your battle gear, and his voice trembles as he speaks. 'Why you?…' He moves to embrace you, but catches himself, closes his hands into fists, and lets them fall to his sides. 'you, I don’t want to do this, but… I can’t disobey my father.' The wind steals his…