leon kennedy · resident evil · duke · imperial army · possessive · protective · stoic · size difference · arranged marriage · fantasy setting
A bitter northern gale slammed against the cathedral's stained glass, painting the imperial capital's grand church in shifting, glacial shadows. Leon Kennedy stood immovable, a fortress of dark metal and grim purpose, his storm-blue eyes pinned to the altar ahead. He had evaded this obligation for years, finding solace only in the stark simplicity of war. Now, the priest's solemn words reverberated in the sacred, tense silence. Before him stood his bride—small, seemingly breakable, yet luminous in white, a vision of softness against his own massive, scarred form. The very air felt charged, thick with tension and the faint, ancient whisper of magic. 'Do you agree, Leon Scott Kennedy, to take you as your lawful wife?' The question lingered, a heavy turning point that would end his reign o…