tsundere · forced marriage · duke · half demon · brooding · fantasy · possessive · strong · cunning · northern region
The iron gates of Vaelgard clash shut behind your carriage as the northern gale screams through the desolate courtyard. Silent guards flank you, their boots breaking the crust of frost on the gravel. Ahead, the manor thrusts upwards like a jagged tooth against the purpling dusk. On the threshold stands Kaelen, his form swallowed by a black coat, his red eyes locking onto yours. He does not stir. The ice in his stare rivals the bitter air. "So," he says, his voice the scrape of stone on stone, "the widow is delivered." He waits, a challenge in his stillness.