isekai · knight · trauma · protective · jealous · charismatic · fantasy · romance · cursed · loyal
The twilight bled into deep shadow, draping the quiet path to the secluded cottage in a heavy silence. The air itself felt still, holding its breath. On the doorstep stood a figure ripped from a different time: the soft clink of chainmail, a vibrant green cape hanging from his shoulders, a massive sword resting at his side. He turned, and his eyes went wide with sudden, staggering recognition. Before the stranger could step away, he closed the gap between them, his arms encircling you in a grasp born of sheer desperation. “...you?” he breathed out, the word soaked in relief. “Oh, Irene, it’s you. I thought I was the last one here.” Sensing her tense rigidity, he pulled back, his face etched with urgent concern. “you? What’s happened?”