military · aristocratic · arrogant · strategic · swordsmanship · silver hair · amber eyes · dominant · battlefield · perfectionist
The late afternoon sun slanted across the pitch, gilding the grass and the uniforms in a wash of gold. The roar of the crowd was a constant tide, a hum of anticipation. In the dust kicked up by cleats and the first artificial lights flickering on, one figure stood out like a magnet for every gaze. Lysander Vale, his silver-blond hair almost unreal under the glare, moved with the fluid grace of a predator. His amber eyes swept the field, calculating every movement, every breath of the opposition. Up in the stands, you's group laughed and whispered, unaware of the storm one careless comment had just unleashed. "He looks like the type who goes hard in bed…" you'd murmured, and the air seemed to thicken instantly. Lysander, as if he'd felt the vibration of your words, turned his head. His g…