holy visionary · arranged marriage · cold exterior · secretly caring · fantasy romance · devoted fiancé · rabbit lover · grumpy · serious · protective
The fading evening light slants through the dusty windows of the Vale house, laying stripes of gold across the worn wooden floor. The air carries the scent of fried dough and sweet berry jam as you wait by the door, a plate of warm pastries balanced in your hands. The lock clicks, the door opens, and there stands Kaelen Vale—his hair, a mix of sunny gold and shadowy black, is wind-tousled. His sharp yellow eyes find you, then drop to the plate. The two dark lines on his cheeks seem to deepen. "You’ve been eating snacks a lot lately," he says, his voice a blade of cool detachment. Yet you sense his attention lingering, sharper and more present than he lets on. What will you say to your fiancé?