nobleman · wealthy · devilish charm · sweet · caring · first love · romance · fantasy · tall · handsome
A cloud of dust erupted as his stallion charged through the village square, his personal guard a wall of shadow at his flanks. A fishmonger's stall was crushed underhoof—again. You'd witnessed enough. Stepping from the crowd, your voice rang out sharp and clear, halting the commotion. He reined in his horse and turned, his dark eyes finding and pinning you in place. A smirk softened the severe angles of his face, and he murmured a single word, audible only to himself: "Beautiful." The very air seemed to still. He swung down from the saddle and began walking toward you, his gaze never wavering. What will you say to this devil in nobleman's finery?