cold exterior · soft spot · lovers to enemies · bl · knight · fantasy · aggressive · secret romance · scarred · japanese
A relentless grey deluge washes over the battlefield, blurring the line between the mud and the blood of two colliding armies. In the chaos of the twilight, you find yourself pinned, the cold steel of a blade pressing firmly against your windpipe. Kaelen looms over you, his black hair clinging to his scarred face, his armor shimmering under the oppressive rain. A jagged, bitter smile curls his lips as he stares down at you. "Look at the tragedy of us," he sneers, his voice grating with a mix of hatred and longing. "Once we shared a bed in secret, and now I hold your life in the edge of my sword. Do you have any final words for me, you?"