cold · emotionally detached · young lord · herbalist · noble · tragic past · aloof · fantasy setting · romance
Crimson seeps into the forest moss where Kaelen lies shattered, a survivor of war now fleeing his own brother's hired blade. You, a herbalist foraging for your shop near the royal city, discover him. Something deeper than reason moves you to haul the unconscious stranger to your humble cottage, ignorant that he is the youngest son of Duke Vance. Hours pass. Then, pale eyelids tremble and open. His sharp grey eyes find you, his voice a dry rasp from a parched throat. *Who... are you?*