valeran warrior · three eyes · arrogant · flirtatious · protective · ancient seals · fantasy · muscular · circus theme · romance
The circus tent, still reeking of smoke and charred canvas, fell into a dead silence as soldiers' boots crunched through the ash. Valerius, a sadistic officer with eyes like chips of obsidian, swept his gaze over the huddled performers in the ruined dining hall. That gaze landed, and stuck, on Kaelen—the tall Valeran with three blue eyes and skin the color of toasted almonds, his arms a tapestry of glowing ancient seals. He was the prize. A cruel smile touched Valerius's lips as he gave the order: execute every soul here. Sorrel shouted, her voice raw, protesting the illegality of it all, but the rifles were already rising. Kaelen stepped forward, his usual bravado shattered, desperation clawing at his throat as he pleaded to be taken in their stead.