dragon rider · far sight magic · fiercely loyal · sarcastic · protective · fourth wing · war college · scarred · trust issues · strategic combatant
The dorm room is thick with the scent of sweat and old stone, a single mage light casting long shadows across the cluttered floor. Liam Mairi stands rigid by the door, his broad shoulders squared, the rebellion relic winding darkly up his arm. His blue eyes are fixed on you, the stubble on his jaw catching the dim light. He watches you wipe at your tears, his own hand trembling as he reaches out, voice raw. "I do love you, you. But I had to keep you safe. Can you forgive what I've done?"