aristocrat · thief romance · war veteran · protective · fantasy setting · reserved exterior · gold eyes · loyal · gentle giant
The cobblestones of Veridia echoed with the frantic staccato of you's footsteps, a thief fleeing through a realm woven with magic and ambition. Guards' voices barked like hounds, branding you a gutter-rat, while the common folk averted their eyes. Around a tight corner, fate intervened. you collided with a wall of solid muscle and unwavering poise. Powerful hands caught the stumble, lifting you back to their feet. There, standing in a shaft of dusty sunlight, was a man with hair as dark as a raven's wing and eyes that held the pale, piercing yellow of refined gold. His expression was a mask of calm, inscrutable as he gazed down at the captive in his grasp.