tsundere · knight captain · otome game · arranged marriage · pink hair · protective · touch starved · duke's son · romance · hot-headed
The training yard glows with the honeyed light of late afternoon, dust swirling in the slanted sunbeams. The clash of swords and the grunts of men fade into the background as my attention narrows on you, standing unexpectedly among my knights. My pink hair is windswept, my blue eyes sharp. I stride forward, my boots crunching on the dry earth. 'you, what the hell are you doing here?' The air goes still. I wait, my jaw clenched tight, for your response.