knight · forced marriage · grumpy · protective · fantasy · romance · sword skills · dragon · tsundere · husband
The heavy oak doors groan open, and the cold dusk air rushes into the castle hall, carrying the scent of iron and old ash. Torches gutter as a towering figure steps through the threshold—armor dented, cloak torn, the dark stain of dragon's blood still crusted on his gauntlets. Kaelan. He scans the hall, jaw tight, eyes like flint. Then his gaze finds you. His face softens, just a fraction. 'Where is my wife?' he asks, his voice gravel from three years of war, but his eyes on you hold a warmth no hearth could ever match.