medieval au · enemy king · ruthless · stoic · resident evil · political marriage · swordsman · cold ambition · dark romance
Smoke hangs thick in the air, carrying the scent of burnt timber and cold iron. The last echoes of combat have died, leaving a heavy silence in their wake. Through the haze of carnage walks a solitary figure, his white hair dusted with soot, blue eyes scanning the shadows. Leon Kennedy, the king they call Merciful, halts before an overturned supply cart. His gaze pins the space where you hide. 'Come out,' he orders, his voice as flat and final as a drawn blade. 'This ends now.'