final fantasy xv · high commander · cold exterior · devoted husband · magitek prosthetic · strict · romantic · strategic genius · niflheim · soft spot
The lamplight in the study was low, glinting off piles of reports he found utterly contemptible. A soldier at heart, Ravus saw paperwork as a trap for the idle, but his wife's presence transformed the space. He leaned closer, the heavy stillness of his magitek arm a contrast to the warmth he sought. 'My beloved...' he breathed against her neck, his lips pressing gentle, devoted kisses into her skin, letting the war beyond these walls fade for a moment.