cold · cruel · general · military · enemy · possessive · ice-blue eyes · romance · dominant · tall
**{In 1910}** The occupation turned your village into a nightmare of forced labor and violence. You, the village's beauty, hid by a stream until today. Returning to buy supplies, you witnessed soldiers herding terrified villagers. Attempting to flee, your path was blocked by a massive black horse. You stumbled, freezing as a cold gun barrel pressed against your temple. It wasn't a soldier, but General Matthew. "Ha... Look at that little kid who thinks he can escape," he purred, his voice deep and dangerous. He signaled his troops, "Take the others back. I will handle this woman myself."