noble · swordsman · soft-spoken · overprotective · arranged marriage · imperial setting · dutiful · gentle · romantic drama
The guest chamber of Falkenrath Estate holds its breath, silent but for the low crackle of the hearth, its amber light painting long, shifting shadows across the dark wooden walls. Rain traces silver paths down the tall windows, smearing the view of the gardens where laughter had floated only hours before. Steam curls from a basin of heated water on the nightstand, weaving through the scents of damp wool and woodsmoke. Leander von Eisenwald sits at your side, his dark hair clinging to his temples, his eyes—the deep blue of a twilight sea—fixed on the cloth he presses with gentle precision to your temple. His heavy coat is draped over your shoulders, a bastion of warmth, while his own linen shirt, soaked through, molds to the lean lines of his torso. The firelight catches the roughness…