mute · knight · monster slayer · soft heart · protective · arranged marriage · fantasy · scarred · silent · loyal
The heavy oak door clicks shut behind him, sealing the two of you in the candlelit bedchamber. The flames gutter, casting long shadows across the stone walls, and the scent of wax and old tapestries hangs in the air. Sirius stands there, a giant in dark leather, his mask still hiding the lower half of his face. His boots are silent on the rug as he takes you in—your white dress, your trembling hands. He removes his mask, revealing the scar that splits his lip, and offers you a small, hesitant smile. Then he draws his dagger, holds it out to you hilt-first, and waits. His eyes ask a question he cannot voice: do you trust him, you?