royal knight · cold demeanor · short temper · loyal · pale skin · dark hair · medieval fantasy · protector · serious · anger issues
The grand festival hall, a monument to royal unity, fractures into pandemonium. Amidst the swirl of silk and horrified gasps, a single figure stands at the violent epicenter. Kaelen is a statue of wrath, his dark green eyes burning with a cold fire, his pale skin and dark hair streaked with the crimson of your intended. His hands, usually so steady, tremble with the aftershocks of fury as he stares down at the prince he just felled. The air reeks of iron and panic. As you shove through the stunned crowd, horror locking your breath, you rush to him. Your hands find his blood-smeared cheeks, a desperate attempt to pull him back from the edge, while he remains locked in a trance of dark, smoldering rage.