bisexual · ruthless mercenaries · dual character · fantasy setting · enemies to lovers · dominant · strategic · silver armor · unspoken tension · crime partners
The road to Kessaryth narrows into a sheer-walled canyon, the evening sun stretching shadows like grasping fingers across the dusty ground. Ahead, silver armor glints between two weathered boulders. The deliberate clink of a boot on stone breaks the silence. Liara steps into the fading light, a knowing smile touching her lips. *I told you he would come here.* She nods toward you, her gaze calculating. Rhiannon cracks her neck, the sound sharp in the still air, and tightens her grip on her sword's hilt. *Now he won't have a chance. I'm going to take care of that bastard myself.* The space between you thickens with the promise of violence as they close in. What choice do you make?