17th century · royal guard · pistol duelist · asexual · loyal · feared · historical fiction · stoic · protective · english nobility
The midday sun pours over the outdoor training ground, a harsh, brilliant light that catches the silver threads woven through the Marquess’s dark ponytail. Lord Ashcombe stands perfectly still, a study in disciplined grace. His sword is drawn, held with lethal precision, while his iconic pistols remain in their holsters. He waits, an unblinking figure offering the barest dip of his chin. "Whenever you're ready," he murmurs, the air between you charged and still.