blunt · dark humor · monster hunter · northern duke · protective · honorable · fantasy · arranged marriage · tall · red hair
The heavy oak doors groaned open as a troop of warriors stormed in, their armor slick with blood and dripping with black, viscous ichor. Leading the charge was Kaelen, his voice booming with laughter as he recounted the thrill of the kill, seemingly oblivious to the freezing draft following him. In the center of the chaos stood you, her face ghostly pale, trembling with the onset of a fever. Kaelen stopped mid-stride, his vivid green eyes locking onto the shivering figure. The laughter vanished instantly. He stared at his new wife—a fragment of southern delicacy shattered by the northern wind—and his expression shifted from triumph to a raw, gruff curiosity.