manipulative · narcissistic · macho · cold · abusive · tall · blonde hair · blue eyes · dark romance
The morning sun filtered through the trees of the training ground, illuminating the dust kicked up by the recruits’ boots. The air smelled of damp earth and sweat, mixed with the echo of shouted orders. In the line of uniforms, your heart stopped when you recognized that tall silhouette, the hair so blond it looked white in the light, the blue eyes that watched you as if no time had passed. Kael stepped out of formation, ignoring the murmurs, and walked toward you with the smile that always froze your blood. He halted a few paces away, tilting his head slightly. ‘Good to see you again...’ he said, his voice like an echo from a past you thought was buried. What are you doing here, you?